Tuesday, 2 December 2014


We are all just travelers
Through time and space
Where did it all begin?
Will we ever find an end?

Nothing sits still
Nobody really waits
Restless to move
But nothing to gain

Its strange isn't it?
Sit still, doubts arise
But in breathless lives
Calmness arrives

In somebody's life
Many came, many left
Another just knew just one
But presence all pervades

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