Success Is A Transit Camp, Not A Destination Poem by mamutty CHOLA

SUCCESS IS A TRANSIT CAMP, NOT A DESTINATION

Oh life! I have seen relation in love
Becoming like floating clouds

Giving momentary shade in life.
Fly always like caravan of clouds

This life's journey in life
Is like flow of river in life

Like lamp burning till morning
Which does not stop till it burns out

What a tragedy waves don't know
Their death is hidden in their success

Till they are there on the lap of river.
They always remain safe and sound

If you live your life renouncing the
world in memory of your love

You will remain all alone till death.
Like a prisoner in the memory of your love


This thought of yours is entirely wrong that
Your success is your final destination

In this changing world remember one thing
Success is transient and not a destination

Every evening when I happen to go far walk
I have seena tired sun setting in the west

This love, loyalty and promise of eternal love
All are like floating clouds.So consider the
one as your life partner who gave company in life.