ON THE MOVE …
I moved and moved
Treading on all hindrances
That stood on my way,
A long-cherished aspiration set me on the move…
Still I’m moving… …
The destination seems far, far away … …
I wonder when I’ll find myself there!
Time flies away with lightning speed
Self tired,
Things also look vague;
But, every thought of the lingering hopes
Exerts in me a strong urge to go ahead
Every inspiration fuels me to repose
Confidence in my move.
I dreaded to think – Motionless is death
Motion is the wheel of life
So, still I’m moving … … …