In Search....

In search, searching and searching
Am in search
In the search for things too many.
I search for peace
And searching for love.
I searched for pleasure
And none did I receive.

I received hate and war.
Nobody ever did me, love.
So desperate I became
In my search for many things.
Yet I searched on.

I ran after money
Yet it evaded me all along.
My search for perfection
Yielded imperfection
And I kept on searching.
Soon I will fall dead
And stop all my searching
Without finding anything.