As
earth revolves, lost in gyre
Dusk
and dawn, inevitable
In
midst of shackles of springs
With
memories as stars
Hanging
in the turmeric sky
No
matter what height,
Like
water-fall trying to jump
To
kiss the most beloved earth
Since
woke up with the heavy eyes
After
a small nap
Having
known the air breathing
Will
not be the asset and
Death
isn’t in your control,
Life
is like a journey
In
the river named world
Travelling
by boat
Without
leaving your foot prints
To
reach your destiny,
Awaiting
for you in the other end
**So
make sure your journey is beautiful**
©....Arya….
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