Like Raindrops - Poem by Sanjukta Nag
We are all like raindrops,
Falling parallel in a dull manner
Towards the chasm of uncertainty.
Life is too short to become conscious
About the reason of existence.
By the time wisdom spreads its seven colours
Holding the hand of eternal sunshine,
The unknown land of death embraces our wet body
And we are sucked by its greedy thirstful mouth,
To be vanished forever
Into the cruelty of oblivion.
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