Life Moves On - Poem by krishna kumar
Life moves on from beautiful youthfulness to hurtful oldness..
From magical experience of love to hurtful suffering of pain..
From converging relations to the diverging loneliness..
From the unfolding of the curtain in the cradle to the ending of the play in the grave yard...
Life just moves on from our mysterious existence in this world to the miserable non-existence of somewhere..
Life just moves on, sometimes vigorously like a kite in air
Sometimes smoothly like a boat in the stream…
Life is just a mythical song, by the time we realise its meaning we are already gone..
Its bitter truth is that someday we all are going to be all alone
And that is going to be the end of the story…
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