I am walking on a road which leads nowhere.
Just like an unceasingly flying bird, on the horizon, I stare.
The end of the road, the destiny is not in my sight,
In search of it, I keep walking lit day and dark night.
Though I am tired and my legs are paining,
I don’t sit for a while may it be scorching heat or raining.
As for it, I have crossed seven seas, dense forests and high hills;
Destiny’s ignorance towards me kills!
I remember the day when I left my home,
At that time, I didn’t value the always protecting dome.
Those comforting four walls seemed barriers to me.
Now I know the disquiets of a wanderer, to be.
I am not lost I know this, but I am in the middle of the ocean;
From where, for every direction, I have same emotion.
Move ahead or step behind are the only options.
But staying still is not on the list of things for adoption!
Maybe the destiny is the end of me but not of the road.
It is merely an axis around which, is based my life’s ode.
With eyes wide open into the boundless vacant space, I glare.
I am walking on a road which leads nowhere!
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