Life

By Nivedita Tikku

Life, that flowed like water

Life, that originated from a drop

Life, that passed from rivers and streams

Life, that shielded many but itself not by any.

Life when passed from the river, felt more secure, the banks were the reason behind.

There came a stage when it was a lake

No change and nothing new, if there is but no flow now.

Why this stage comes, a standstill.

If the flow of river is endless,

Why not of the life?

By Nivedita Tikku