Walking on the unknown boundary                                                                       

My   mind   travels   through the space and ceaseless time,

And  I  am losing my body, countenance and my page of life.

I  walk  alone  along  the hill range's  narrow  side way,

And I  see  hard snow  melting and filling  into the stream  and  vale  far away.

I  ask  all of you  why  nothing  remains  and  vanishes  forever,

 All  I  know  after going away;  you and me  will come   back   never.

You and I  pretend  to  be  more knowledgeable   than  we really  are,

I know, perfect  never  happens and  never becomes true.

The  truth  is  that  our stories  remain  as witness  of  our  existence with immortal  time,

And  countenances of ours  and bodies  change and dissipate  everyday leaving us no trace.

The life begins to end and new life begins again with destiny of our  live,

And nothing is more  important in life  than living life with  gift of love. 

Faruque Mirza
Brussels
7.32
23.09.2018