Journey of Life














The beginning shall be left undisturbed,

for it started on a beautiful day,

what looked complex at first,

had a simple and pure life beneath it!


Don't ask me how it started,

for the end to stay out of sight,

from what I know this is,

it is as beautiful as the sun is, 

the sun which throws heavenly colors,

adored all around for a lifetime!


I look forward to a day,

a day when we look into each other’s eyes,

adoring how beautiful our lives are,

adoring how beautiful you are,

pure down to your heart,

while careless about what the future beholds!


A journey of a lifetime awaits,

a journey that I want to share with you,

evolving day by day 

while my soul attains the much-awaited sereneness! 

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