“ Journey ”

Standing on the shore of life,

I am no longer an angry young person,

I have learnt how to be calm.

Fought I have many battles of life,

Scraped through each, but scarred;

Many times I was without a weapon,

Very often I fumbled, even with a sword.

Days have gone down the by lanes,

I may have died a million times

But every time, I had a new birth.

The warm breeze touched my face,

Made me feel at home, but moved on;

I incessantly requested her to stay back,

….But I was late, she was gone.

As I stand here with the world behind

I know I have people watching me,

But I want to cross the shore,

As someone is waiting for me on the other side of the sea..!!!

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