The journey which never ends
Which we planned all along
Look back, and its not the same
The past passed without a present
Living in the future
Failing to cherish the present
Look back again
Was there a past
When you were busy living in the future
Yet the future is not how u planned
At last, why look back
When you are neither a prisoner of your past
Nor master of your future.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem