Oh my life, are you the one for which I am living?
Or am I the one living is you ‘my life’.
Day and night I strive to know you ‘my life’.
But, your inexplicability makes my strive futile, ‘my life’.
There comes a time when I think I know who you are.
But alas ! it’s not you, rather a mirage of you ‘my life’.
My whole endeavour comes to rest in pain 'my life'
But as they say, no pain no gain goads me to try again 'my life'.
Now, I put more effort than ever before for you 'my life'.
Hoping to know what in real are you ‘my life’
But, then I readily realise what am I trying to find,
It’s nothing else but you ‘my life’.