Why the world is impatient to
Those who walks on uncommon path?
Why the world distrusts innovative route
And calls to fall on worn-out line?
Why age-old highway is sacred and must
While new bylane is in doubts algate?
The age-old rust of conditioned mind
Shrieks while door opens to new world,
The tiddy, eyes delequiesced in cold boredom,
Lose shine in face of dazzling light;
The fear while thrown to absolute,
Sticks weak minds to long- worn paths.
I enjoy to dazzle in lonely splendour
Amid myriad mass-twinkles of stars,
I traverse a path in unexplored horizon
To feel new pains and pleasures of life;
The worn-out pleasures of the past, pain my soul
And pains of new path bring instilling joy.
Uncommon path is always fresh,
Full of shocks in every step;
It awakens sense for rare tidings;
The courage to walk in uncommon path
Thrills Self, refreshes soul,
Infuses a passion to stand apart.
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