The earthly vehemence silently weeps..
Urging to quell the detachment..
They say..with Time it heals,
I whine.. If so placid and powerful, why not stand still?
Gravels of desolation dense
Defy the ripples of solace..
Get washed away with the drifts of Time!
Seize it! But Alas!
Injured by its own boundaries,
Time, so placid and powerful, yet does not stand still..
Whimpers at its timidity..
Just ticks away
And concedes to the uninvited Goodbyes!
Urging to quell the detachment..
They say..with Time it heals,
I whine.. If so placid and powerful, why not stand still?
Gravels of desolation dense
Defy the ripples of solace..
Get washed away with the drifts of Time!
Seize it! But Alas!
Injured by its own boundaries,
Time, so placid and powerful, yet does not stand still..
Whimpers at its timidity..
Just ticks away
And concedes to the uninvited Goodbyes!
So elegantly written ! Loved the part "with Time it heals,I whine.. If so placid and powerful, why not stand still?" So true. Time heals anything and everything !
ReplyDeletethank you shashank :)
ReplyDeleteOh, you are really that good. Nice
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