Lost companion

When you are alone,
yet have a whole crowd to praise
your crown, your throne
when your garden is full with gaze
of plastic flowers, real thorns
when you are far too forlorn
when you drown yourself
in false accolades, gentle, polite smiles
gleaming lies that mesmerize
yet you feel hollow meaningless, cold, frozen
you are submerged in bank balance
but could bank on none
it’s then that you look around
from the heaven to the ground
searching for your lost companion.

When you are unsuccessful in life
you end up in skirmish and strife
you suffocate in the midst of insults
when failures hunt and chase
in medias res
your savings wither
in thick clouds of worrying weather
when you drain your balance
when to live doesn’t make sense
love disappears, there’s no trace of fun
it’s then that you look around
from the heaven to the ground
searching for your lost companion.