Walk

 

 

In this lane,

i walk down all my steps,

Either feels like,

i am walking

thousands of years,

this earth,.

is my home,

all i do,

is just get all along,

i have noone,

and for one,

have been walking 

for many years,

from the centuries,

where,

i left my home,

many many years ago!

And now suddenly,

i remembered my home,

all it had,

was the greenary,

of the moment,

in the past,

the memory lane,

it had,

just like the one,

this one,

i am walking!

I don't know,

if i will ever return,

return to the fold,

return to my land

of gold,

Maybe it is already sanded,

just like the one

i travelled last

fifty years ago,

Alas, 

Years feels like days,

Decade feels like years,

Centuries feels like decades,

But,

All i do is walk,

The Home is Far behind,

The Destiny is Far ahead!

And to this man,

who i passed now,

is the soul of walk,

may we cross our path,

Path of our destiny,

Path of our dreamland,

intertwined,

intersected,

and,

Gone!