Life goes on...

Words are not words anymore

Tears rained upon them and

Smudged them to poor ink blots.

All of them out of shape,

Just like someone’s life.

Difficult to be put into place.

But not very difficult to be shredded into pieces of paper,

And burnt down to ashes and forgotten.

These words too would disappear with the flames

Tears would reach the sky and would be seen no more.

And so...Life goes on…

Words decorate the paper again

Very lifelessly but yes they do.

Meaningless to some, for others not.

The ones worthy enough to understand

Would know in no time.

Others would rattle and call names.

And it would mean nothing to them.

But it doesn’t stop here.

Life goes on…