The Journey Of Destination

It all begins on the same road

We cry we crawl and we laugh.

Oh, little child oh little child

Accustomed with superstitious traditions of our society

Though we were born free and unique in capacity.

Oh little boy; oh little boy

Young bloods aspiring to accomplish the chosen dream

The reality, which is too fictional.

Oh young man; oh young man

Life is about destiny

All that matter is to arrive and not to rush.

Oh oldster; oh oldster

Hope, being the forgotten mantra

Lost within our inner soul

Awake; Awake

Whispers the inner voice

Calling it, The Journey Of destination.