No legacy, no trace
Footprints left on sand
Covered by dust
Circumvented by a few
Trodden by many
What does it mean?
End of the day or
Is it end of the road?
Before trying to leave
The least before resting
Leaving the things
For the fossils to preserve
Buried deep
Inside the earth
To be taken out
Of slumber
To serve some perversion
Meaningful existence or
Is it a frugal sensation-
of a futile life?
13 3 09
Questions those arise With a mix of Done and Not Done At end, no time for completion And leave behind the last stone. Let the foot print be - A sensational spirit of life left behind. Good one. Enjoyed the read. Thank you.
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''Meaningful existence or Is it a frugal sensation- of a futile life? '' wonderful symbolistical poem...............10+++