Trudgeing the well beaten path..
I am not the first one to be here …
and I wont be the last!
I dont go fast..
I keep chugging at my pace..
Like an old engine, coming atlast…
May be i havent grabbed all the opputunity..
May be i have not been stellar
But i have left somethings..
that would last till eternity…
This is the place i have come like every one else..
And yet I do stand apart..
Coz i stopped by to see the art..
Art in the hands of divinity..
Here i saw the valour of human race..
And i saw the bedazzled evil face
I saw the innocence.. hidden in grime
I saw kindness bestowed in crime..
I made friendshp that mattered
I made mistakes that shattered..
And I learned from this all
You cannot raise until you fall
And then some more…
All these ppl I observed.
All those visions I noticed..
And I left my mark on them..
As they left on me..
And now I am more humane
coz of thisI know a part of me will stay
While I wud have long gone away..