29/03/2024
PHOTO POEM:: THE SHADDOW IN PATH.
Traversed tedious path past.
Traveling miles measured in time.
The hairs grayed skin shrank.
The people call that the aged.
Half a dozens of tens past.
Moments of tense, moments of glory.
Moments of shame moments of shine.
Huffed and puffed along the way.
Do not know the miles yet to go.
Do not know the horizon and path.
Do not know the longevity of huffs.
Do not know the length of puffs.
Traveling along still not tired.
Traveling along still not sick.
Traveling along still not busy.
Traveling along still not timid.
The degrees got, gone waste.
The designation, got gone weird.
The decorations, got gone worthless.
Amassing money is measure of success.
Amassing power is measure of success.
Amassing degree is measure of success.
Amazing it is, life yet to be fathomed.
Life's degree not in paper.
Life's doctorate no one got.
Life is not an art to live.
Life is smart to bloom in bubble
Time travel a science fiction
Time travel a night dream
Time traveled dream gone by
Time to travel no one knows
Scientific instrument measure many.
Sourced all to see the path ahead.
Some pointed right some left.
Still ponder what lies ahead.
Some times the shadow led
Some times the shadow lagged
Some times the shadow at large
Ho I forgot it is my deed.
