Baggage

Stowed away over years
Heavy the burden to bear
Fears, doubts, secrets and pains
Zipped up tight never complain

Insecurity begets vanity
Narcissus in the city
Drowns in pool of motor oil
Sheds himself of mortal coil

Bundle over bundle, stacked from ground
Stumble then we crumble, we all fall down
Unpack your bags and pinpoint the spot
Where you got what you want and lost what you got

Lonely is the hunter of affection
Unattainable as perfection
When sought with desperation
Rather than anticipation

Frustration, at lost chances
Regret’s odd postures and stances
In shadows on walls at night
Gloomy, under covers at sight

Bundle over bundle, stacked from ground
Stumble then we crumble, we all fall down
Unpack your bags and pinpoint the spot
Where you got what you want and lost what you got

Withdrawn, his head bowed
Apart from maddening crowds
Abandoned longing in stare
Hope, she is no longer there

No, not gone, only in hiding
The one principle in guiding
A beacon through life’s forest
Keeping on the light for us

Bundle over bundle, stacked from ground
Stumble then we crumble, we all fall down
Unpack your bags and pinpoint the spot
Where you got what you want and lost what you got