I have been wanderer of many paths;
But the true one was always unknown.
I have seen many eyes;
Craving for more, and endless more.
And a few smiles;
Like lost in the moments.
I have heard many sounds;
Often echo like fossils of self-prides;
And a few notes of music;
From the lap of nature.
I have smelt the rawness of humans' emotions;
And their stoic calmness before the helpless conditions;
I have witnessed many victories;
Its glories and falls.
I have had equal days and equal nights;
I have heard everything is momentary;
And also time is a fiction.
Among the many colours of life;
I am often lost in beauty of sunrise;
And in the contemplation of its disappearance.
I wander at unknown paths;
Without knowing who was here?
And who is waiting when I will be there?
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