Journey..
feeling a cool breeze
She tells me
“O Sufzil, you are on the way to a destination,
Now, your dreams start.”
I answer her
“Oh, my destination
that’s my final dream.”
Listen, My Dream--
It’s indeed a long journey
How will I travel?
Where is My Guide?
The cool breeze just takes me.
My heart inspires,
She tells me,
“Sufzil, your guide-
That is you, only!”
“And about time,
Why worry about hours,
when you will definitely reach there?”
“Now that
You are alone,
Paint with colors.
Dreams will then become
lights everywhere.”
I promise to dream
My own dreams.
I promise to seek
that place, where laziness ends.
The journey continues
with a multitude of dreams.
