I find myself in a painter,
When I see a canvas worked in colors
I find myself in an actor,
When I find my emotions portrayed in an act
I find myself in a waitress,
When I get my meal served with smile
I find myself in a photographer,
When I find silence in a picturesque busy street
I find myself in a traveler,
When I can symbolize a place by just a street
I find myself in a filthy rich bitch,
When I am greedy for carrying loads of shopping bags
I find myself in a sadhu,
When i hear the temple bells ring
Still need to find a soul in me,
That truly belongs to me,
That has bits of all,
That mirrors all colors of me in one canvas,
That reflects all emotions of me in one spot light,
That serves me meal keeping intact the smile within,
Being my true negative, capturing every bit of me,
Which keeps me moving to find the me within,
Which curbs my greeds to my needs and
Rings the bells within when it connects to me
When I see a canvas worked in colors
I find myself in an actor,
When I find my emotions portrayed in an act
I find myself in a waitress,
When I get my meal served with smile
I find myself in a photographer,
When I find silence in a picturesque busy street
I find myself in a traveler,
When I can symbolize a place by just a street
I find myself in a filthy rich bitch,
When I am greedy for carrying loads of shopping bags
I find myself in a sadhu,
When i hear the temple bells ring
Still need to find a soul in me,
That truly belongs to me,
That has bits of all,
That mirrors all colors of me in one canvas,
That reflects all emotions of me in one spot light,
That serves me meal keeping intact the smile within,
Being my true negative, capturing every bit of me,
Which keeps me moving to find the me within,
Which curbs my greeds to my needs and
Rings the bells within when it connects to me
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