Thousand Years

If it were a journey of thousand years

Enough to correct the ways and fewer complaints

Or, busyness would keep the mind on edge till nine hundred and ninety-nine

Time is such an illusion, never enough and insatiable

Detours will lure the heart to unknown alleys 

Forgetting to introspect and not allowing the senses to mature

Ravenous mind is never settled with less, wishing to exploit life

In turn, tossing fate into a high-speed lane

A journey of the narcissistic pleasures trounces common sense

Just one second to one thousand, life will flash before the eyes

Thousand years proved to be too less a time for redemption

At the stroke of midnight soul escapes with burdens of karma©


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