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The Lost Inscription
Traveller is what I am
With no places to go and nowhere to hide
Many a people will think me mad
Having seen me with dust covered brows
But probably what left unseen
is my happiness
Gathered from far and near
weak and old,
Captured is the essence of life-
Few moments from their smiles
Few moments from their agony.
The truth of life inscribed on me
Will no soul ask me?
"Pass me the truth, pass me the truth."
Time is too short, too short to be stared upon.
For what is left of me is-
The trace elements of my being.
Raaj Datta
With no places to go and nowhere to hide
Many a people will think me mad
Having seen me with dust covered brows
But probably what left unseen
is my happiness
Gathered from far and near
weak and old,
Captured is the essence of life-
Few moments from their smiles
Few moments from their agony.
The truth of life inscribed on me
Will no soul ask me?
"Pass me the truth, pass me the truth."
Time is too short, too short to be stared upon.
For what is left of me is-
The trace elements of my being.
Raaj Datta
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