A Story of Fifty Years
What is a fifty-year journey?
It's like a train of life running fast
Stopped at fifty stations
Many do not even remember
It just so happened that at every stop
The baggage went up.
Now that the shackles have reached the throat
So I had to think
That I had to get off at any of the next stations
The burden of sex will be lost
And what will be left with the goods?
The limit has been reached.
No matter how useless life is
And why not pass in vain
The bells of return began to be heard
So the dust of sadness and despair
It clings to the feet like
Borrowing a few breaths
Don't know greatness and success
Which Mount Everest can be climbed?
Copyright © Dr. Shakira Nandini | Year Posted 2020
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