Passive Travelers
Passive slavery of the mind Passing through every stage in life, blindfolded One solitary figure wading through sea of crowd Without an identity and a voice Feeble voice drowns in the chorus, without being heard There is clamour for space to be ahead Chided away for being without a true identity Perfectly blended with the sameness, cloaked in anonymity A brief life becomes meaningless and … Continue reading Passive Travelers