Rustic for novelty

for novelty

Rushing through a world of ideas
i met a brain with out veins
it get diminished its sides

the walls of monasteries also thicken
by the coloures of searching for new
all are running behind technologies
further digitizing some religiosity too

where ?..where?..the cry echoed
where i lost my spirit
the chambers of dark walls
cried aloud and wept

a new guru came yesterday
he said that it was in the old trunk
of antique rituals and life style
novelty is not the way of this life
but the real challenge is to delve
to the deeper most end of real essence
it seemed to be rustic
but the real spirit will be there

even the dusts can say a story 
the wind will narrate the tales
sand can paint many portrays
but only a soul can be in search of God