The Journey - Poem by Susmita Dasgupta
It's been an endless journey
It's been since the time I can remember
The journey is to find my destination
And to search for myself
I remember I left some cloud behind,
And some spring flowers on the way
I carry some dust of memories
And some moments stolen away
I see the sun rising every morning
And the darkness moving aside
I see the stars whispering miracles
And the night left behind
The path seems endless, meandering through the hills
The journey never seems to be over and destination reached -
I see my milestones somewhere down the lane,
The milestones fade away and the lane never ends.
The hope, faith and trust that I carried with me so far -
Left me one by one and showed they don't care.
All alone on my way I walk through the mile
The destination is still further away, and the thought made me smile -
'I am the favorite child of the God and He plays a trick on me'
I am but a lost little child of God and 'so, let it be' -
I continue my journey without the destination known -
And, He, holds my hand at last, and yes, I have, won.
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