Flowing River

Isn't it amazing how it goes on like a flowing river? Unaware of disheartening droughts and ecstatic springs. The moments cherished together get lost in history. Hearts once close decouple as a sweet mystery. The eyes used to witness have no tomorrow. All of a sudden, the heart is full of sorrow, Leaving back the wound hard to recover, Regretting over the words which were not uttered. Leaving the clusters of emotion hard to deliver, And life goes on like a flowing river.