Searching me

Everything seems empty,
Everywhere deems vacant,
Running thoughts are plenty,
But still everything ought to be stagnant....

At crossroad, roads are many...
Glittering & shinning in disguise...
Still, Crossing them makes me heavy..
Fear of falling prey to such guise...

Wandering somewhere inside internally..
Wondering the unexpected twists & turns..
Searching the lost person externally..
Hoping that innocent happiness to return....

In the darkness of my shadow...
Inside the brightness of my subdued soul...
Searching the ways out of small hallow..
Finding myself in the life's mould.....