In search of Five Fingers

A bunch of friends,

A loving family,

A few good teachers,

A fine life…

Still can I call this happiness?

Does it make glory?

I would call it external,

I’m in search of internal.

To love and to be loved

The greatest gift in earth!

I loved everyone selflessly,

All left me in darkness…

I don’t want many now,

I need a hand to hold.

Just five fingers,

But I don’t find any!!!