Poem
Yaatra
by mkbhasi

These unfamiliar winding paths
knocking at
unknown fortresses

A wayward inn,
covered in smoke
from an extinguished oil-lamp

Wait here a while;
there's no time
to lie down and sleep.

Before the night ends
pack up your bag
and get going.

You have to reach
the distant land
on the other side.

This is a journey
where you never see again
the path you leave behind.

This is a journey
where those gone this way
never come back to tell the story. 
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Poems of the World (USA)1999 Spring Issue – Pg 19
This poem appears in an anthology, MEMORIES OF THE MILLENIUM– published by the International Library of Poetry, USA (Jan 2001).
Yaatra is one of the ten poems selected for the CD-Rom,
The Sound of Poetry, by Int'l Library of Poetry.