I shall go
I do not blame
As all days are same
Whenever they have come
I have always welcomed
Be it Sunday
Or beginning of Monday
It is well planned
And finally tuned
It is spare time
That makes me to dare
I slip to memory
With vision so clear of many
I keep dreaming
And beaming
For nearing and enjoying
It is my way of staying
Life shall not afford me chance
I must clear my stance
I am human being and may remain so
With little blow of wind, I shall go
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I shall go I do not blame As all days are same Whenever they have come I have always welcomed Be it Sunday Or beginning of Monday It is well planned And finally tuned It is spare time That makes me to dare I slip to memory With vision so clear of many I keep dreaming And beaming For nearing and enjoying It is my way of staying Life shall not afford me chance I must clear my stance I am human being and may remain so With little blow of wind, I shall go