Time is a little spec here
Coz years go by in seconds
or minutes take light years .
Buried way below, in the underground
is my life a subway of just sights and sound.
On a bench in the corner i sit down
Image via Wikipedia Looking at people crossing around.
Some just cross widout realising
Others stay here for eternity
Though lot of them come with an objective .
And depart when it is fulfilled.
Some one very important is leaving ,
A piece of subway on her departure she is taking .
For all i have learned are these few lines –
“one who has to leave ,will leave ,
Donot cling onto them,
Because look on the other side of the subway
There are the handful new waiting for you
To let em enter wid the beautiful sunshine behind em .”
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