Sunday, March 24, 2013


Some stations can’t be owned
Memories crowded, yet feels alone
So, on transition lane we are
Reminding destiny; 'to home'.

Where to end, from where we begun
 A tale once told, very skill fully spun
Fate n success, were all meant to be
Together in a place called Kingdom of Sun.

Its known, haze finally clears
And joys come after buckets of tears
Then why to sorrow, and fear in spheres
Ignorance is blessing, known to cheers.

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