On a sojourn
Never to return
to where I once lived
Will I be remembered?
If I leave
On a stint
Without a print
On where I once lived
Will I be remembered?
If I leave
On a journey,
Never to return
to where I once lived
Will I be remembered?
If I leave
On a mission
Never to return
to where I once lived
Will I be remembered?
If I leave
To take part
In an act'
Never to return
to where I once lived
Will I be remembered?
I have taken
Some paths
Never to return
Through same path
And when I take those path
Some other times,
to where I once lived.
I was never remembered.
Now I leave
On a journey
Into poetry
...On a stint,
to add my print.
Or act,
my part.
As much as I can.
For, when time pass,
And time dust,
have settled, on the past.
And the scent of poetry
from the path I took
In the journey of life
I once lived.
May be by it,
I'll be remembered.
If I leave
Never to return
to where I once lived
Will I be remembered?
This Thought, I continuously ponder.
Never to return
to where I once lived
Will I be remembered?
If I leave
On a stint
Without a print
On where I once lived
Will I be remembered?
If I leave
On a journey,
Never to return
to where I once lived
Will I be remembered?
If I leave
On a mission
Never to return
to where I once lived
Will I be remembered?
If I leave
To take part
In an act'
Never to return
to where I once lived
Will I be remembered?
I have taken
Some paths
Never to return
Through same path
And when I take those path
Some other times,
to where I once lived.
I was never remembered.
Now I leave
On a journey
Into poetry
...On a stint,
to add my print.
Or act,
my part.
As much as I can.
For, when time pass,
And time dust,
have settled, on the past.
And the scent of poetry
from the path I took
In the journey of life
I once lived.
May be by it,
I'll be remembered.
If I leave
Never to return
to where I once lived
Will I be remembered?
This Thought, I continuously ponder.
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