LOOKING BACK

The brittle glasses filled with colorful magic,
Do have the power to hold hammers of stance??
Several days pitiful and countless nights tragic,
Life goes on and goes on, is the nature’s essence...

            Tears slipping out of the corners of eyes,
            Hinder and Come across the ways of breath
            It’s thorny to walk the ways ahead as nuisance...
            Life goes on and goes on, is the nature’s essence...


 Thy words echo and revolve round within,
I can feel you even in this dead silence...
why the incomplete search never ends, but
Life goes on and goes on, is the nature’s essence...


            Time flows, the pain remains and never eases,
            agony remains same, memories of bygone days linger,
            wafting to and fro playing with an unceasing romance,
            Life goes on and goes on, is the nature’s essence...