I was roaming around there, Thinking of my past ... Things which I am holding now, How long they will last???
I tried to recollect, Noticed bunch of people I left, Leaving them behind , I numbered many new faces I met!!
It will go on I guess, It will go on for miles... People will leave you and they will also step on your tiles ...
I tried to build a bridge, A simple bridge with two ends , It was only a nostrum Foe of reversibility , and destiny's friend.
It was too deep, Too deep for my wise But I can't skip those depths As they helped me rise...
I sat there on rock And ended up with a thought, . . . Depth to altitude And Friend to foe , Even single thorn is a guide In any of your go.