Emptiness inside

Engulfed with materialistic pleasures, But still there is emptiness inside; Surrounded by loving friends, But still I am not satisfied. Searching for someone or something, Which could make me feel cloud nine; Seeking for some days of flight, Which could heal my inner plight. Making my lord pleased with me; It makes me feel satisfied. By searching myself in this world, Am I even more lied? There is no more emptiness inside, Since I kept my worries aside; Walking on the terrace, I feel the rain, This is what connects my heart to brain.