Marching towards an unknown destination <br />I don't know, what is the end? <br />And when my journey will stop <br />I have lost my origin from where <br />I started campaigning, can not be <br />back to my original status. <br /> <br />My all footprints have been erased <br />by the wave of time like a traveller <br />of desert whose footprints are washed out <br />by the hotwind; but following mirage <br />I know chasing the mirage of life <br />I have to be tired and make me asleep <br />my body will be burried alive <br />by the sand of desert, but my soul <br />will not stop, it shall leave my body <br />will be marching to an eternal destination.<br /><br />ramesh rai<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unknown-destination-3/
