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In My Way
Thousands of miles I have walked.
Thousands of dawn I witnessed alone,
Thousands of setting sun asked me,
" Where is your destination? "
The Himalayas found my footprint,
Pearls under the deep ocean saw me diving alone,
Captain holding the helm asked me every time,
" Where is your destination? "
I have got wet in the monsoon, no spring left to see.
I have heard the chirping of birds and whispering of winter wind.
A lot of poems I have inscribed and answer the same question in many way.
History will remind you, I did all in my way.
#creativewriting #poems
© Bapan-Ray
Thousands of dawn I witnessed alone,
Thousands of setting sun asked me,
" Where is your destination? "
The Himalayas found my footprint,
Pearls under the deep ocean saw me diving alone,
Captain holding the helm asked me every time,
" Where is your destination? "
I have got wet in the monsoon, no spring left to see.
I have heard the chirping of birds and whispering of winter wind.
A lot of poems I have inscribed and answer the same question in many way.
History will remind you, I did all in my way.
#creativewriting #poems
© Bapan-Ray
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