Threads of events woven to intense perfection
Aimlessly ponder about their repercussions
Do they diverge into paths never experienced before
or converge to a point ? We’ll never know .
Decisions balance between our hearts and brains
The rest is considered to be nothing but profane
Constantly unsatisfied with our reflections
Choking with nostalgia at sudden resurrections.
Memorable conversations enveloped in irrelevance
Broken promises that were clearly mesmerised by eloquence
Words left unspoken struggle against the barrier till today
Measurable or unmeasurale, distances are depressing anyway.
We lock away our tragedies suppressed into a wooden chest
Frequently turning back snatches us away from the crest
Lives used with loaded content , such resistance is futile
Lets keep our arms wide open and accept life with a smile .
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