These tides that leap so high
Sometimes that I crash into skies
The glitter that was atop on shore
Now the twinkle swarms from deep
As if it were my wonted sea bed
The soul is all dizzy with this disillusion
Every sight ends in an abrupt horizon
Whenever I search for a place to reach
The long hours were for long spent
In carving roads to the time to come
When life passed through bye lanes
For it was always the way forward
And time is not known to return.
Found on an unknown shore sometimes
Those who had alighted with a thud
When the world was stranded in the sky
Then we know that instead of advancing
It is only drifting that we often know
The best of the times go with the flow
The destiny often changes destinations
For it is a round world after all
The directions are only relative to where we are
Every advance is actually a return .
Rishikesh
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