LIFE …….

He ran , day after day , month after month and years passed .
The fear or was it pain , of loneliness
Not a rare disease, gripped the privileged and common alike .
It used to be last bell of school which brought big smile & enthusiasm
has changed into refusal to leave after long work hours.
Did something die inside, the stench of that rat was there ! or is it.
Lost friends , family , the carcass of time in his head.
The truth , only a rational mind, view of an eagle
, neither the mud nor high savanna grass what matters but
his destination after he conquers and the joy , tingle of hard time memory .
After all the destination is only one , the sweet inevitable .

About Author – PSB II

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