C'est la vie

Milestones run and thoughts fly,
the swaying trees seem to cry,
stars walk, in an empty sky,
moments frozen, just go on by,

faces blur, as memories fade,

tresses flow ,as the winds trade,
my soul travels, and it chides,
mirror flogs, the rugged hide,
on a bed of nails, my body lies,
the mirror smiles, reflecting lies,

this is where, you had to go,
nothing to hide,and nothing to show,
burning on fire, very slow,
splinters flare, and the tears glow,

mind numbs, the feeling so,
deserts flood and water flows,
Forest rains and a chilling bite,
breezy skies and a drifting kite,
my life flows ,

into the unknown light...

Gyanban thoughts - while listening to Enya's Trains and Winter Rains...I wrote just a few lines about how our lives pass us by without really thinking why? The lines depict a varied range of emotions and desires,the introspection and realizations we go through over time.Sometimes I think our transactional lives have no meaning at all.There is a bigger truth somewhere yet unexplored...

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