The dark-hearted torch-bearer

 

Sometimes misery sneaks into

such a secretive corner in us

that even we can’t see it,

And thinking it to be gone,

we take a torch

and go seeking happiness outside,

But we fail,

Wherever we arrive

with our tiny puddle of light,

darkness jumps one step ahead,

keeping happiness at bay,

It’ll remain so

because we carry

that bubble of misery inside us

and try to light the outside world.

 

Go within,

Look inwards,

Hunt that hiding darkness;

that hidden corner,

The moment

the light of your awareness

falls on it,

it vanishes,

Darkness bows out,

Then you needn’t run around

to annihilate the gloom.