River Flows
River flows, where does it go?
Time passes - we don’t even know.
Childhood fun,
days are young..
Youth exciting,
life daring
River flows, where does it go?
final destination .. meet the ocean?
Time flies...doesn’t tell us why.
Time falls.. tiny grains of sand
Through our fingers,
When we know, hands are empty
the moment has past,
Doesn’t wait for anyone.
Unprecedented time - wild things happening,
not so good things …
This is going to be history,
Our lives have changed…
A very different time has emerged!
Copyright © Malabika Ray Choudhury | Year Posted 2021
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