A Rolling Stone Gathers No Moss

A Rolling Stone Gathers No Moss

By, Kaushik Paul


In such days of life,
When a way to live you can’t find.
When you are taken as worthless,
By the people of crazy mind.

When your existence is endangered,
By the killer pain.
Grounded by the inflictions,
You think your life is vain.

Neglected and dejected,
Let you turn care free.
For a rolling stone,
Is what you have to be.

From the pillaged corner,
Try to get the good out of the ruin.
And wake up your dormant spirits,
To get yourself going.

And set on a journey for the gain,
Or for the loss.
Or just for being a rolling stone,
That gathers no moss.

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