Lurking Within...

Through the shambles of broken dream...
I stroll around to find
I look into the lake and study its gleam,
it looks back and smiles and smirks at me...
It knows the answer of my questions
Knows every little notation of my shattered tune
destination and its path
Knows the invisible wrath
that somehow flows down and amalgamates and entwines in its every drop...
The unanswered flows between us and then he sends ripples through him and in me as well...
As he dusts away the accumulated spoils over his surface and reminds me that life is all about carrying the spoils on your back,
but not allowing it to dissolve in oneself and change its nature...
I got answers to my all questions, today i might not be the lake but have learnt to let away the spoils and retain my true self...