Life is such that
Everything ends with a full stop.
But before that,
We do have commas in between
Halting us to think of
Continuing this chapter
Of goodness and bliss with beautiful and remarkable words
To complete The Novel.
But at times,
We,
The author will definitely face the difficulty
Of expressing,
Where we loose words
And ideas kept blocked by fog-of-the-mind
In other times,
We too,
Will be able to bring out the melody of words
Singing all the way as the words flow through.
Whatever it is,
The depressing part is
When we hoped to continue the journey,
That very last comma,
Changed into a full stop.
Period.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem