Life is going to a new dimension.
searching for new endeavours,
every breath is creating a new oath,
still lips are trying to stop.
Mind is appearing like Phoenix bird,
taking birth from its ashes again,
feathers of wings are yet to grow,
time to fly but time must flow.
What have I learned, is now the past,
What have I planned, is now a myth,
Truth is proven, now its fact,
Searching life, in no mans land.
Memories told about a wise man,
Feather of wings were noble noble causes,
Life is stating the present, born again,
To live, for life, this time, again.
– Debapriya Mukhopadhyay