An enchant line amid triumph and the reverse
Touches the life; the hopeful minds
It sails thru my heart…
Placid n sanguine
When hope turns in to pyre
And life ends up
Things get scattered…
The man became past…within a flash
Life is terminative
Neither it can be reversible
A virtuous effort…a heartfelt prayer
All goes vandalise and welsh
A gregarious riposte is awaited
Might be an amusing trail
Everyone says…it won’t be possible
Except a few leftover…handful of sand n dust
Let’s see…linger and watch
Let’s revel the present
And grasp the dynamism of life
Coz I’m not ‘everyone’
P.S: Today I had been to Nariman point after a long time…this place has something enchantment amid; truly an inevitable part of a mumbaikar’s life…the Arabian Sea smiles at the ‘pseudo’ enormity of the skyscrapers, the populace, well… not at everyone!
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