Nowhere To Arrive
Let me live to be hundred and five,
A child once again and all so naïve,
Unhurried a passion
Of no destination,
And a journey— nowhere to arrive!
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It is the goal post, aim or ambition that snatches one away from the now-and-here of life. Living with no burden, it seems, is what makes child a child.
Musings | 02.05.13 | Limerick (form only)
Copyright © Aniruddha Pathak | Year Posted 2021
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