Travellers Always.. Poem by Deepak Calyampoondi

The present is temporary - drifts away,
The future is an illusion,
And the past remains as a memory,
We are just travellers always.

Every day has a beginning,
And always ends at night,
But if we start hesitating,
We will be left without a foresight.

We take this travel with a vow,
Never to take and always to give,
And seeds of love only to sow,
Always in hearts we will live.

Along the travel we are lost,
We stray away to a strange land,
We always find a reason to boast,
And where nobility does not stand.

We are lucky if we meet a messenger,
Of love, truth and Simplicity,
We are none but a prisoner,
Of a war which broke within.

We are just travellers always,
We travel far and near,
Without anybody anyways,
A journey unto HIM so dear.