Austere

AUSTERE

Why am I scaling the stair to heaven ?
With greed to acquire material futile.
For this, this.....oh for this uneven.
From some uncharted alien soil,
Where wisdom is like fodder,
To swallow with arms together.
Well in ghettos of consciousness.
Nothing is available to penniless.
Will be ultimate discovery ,
To envisaged era of glory.
Kishore Vastani.