Indigestible Inducement

By Nagendra R A

Breaking the heart of even the world won heart,

Has become the trending skillful silent art.

Uncertainty peeps-in, in the lively living,

And makes the wound deep through digging.

The wishes die submerging the expectations,

Which always be in surplus than fulfillments.

Silence emerges, making even the sun-like to fade,

The by-product of the result which we forever hate.

Input and output of series of thoughts flows,

Sourcing the huge blocks of unanswered questions.

The words of lifetime was meant to be for short time,

Forgetting without bothering about it as in a game.

Gained nothing at last after urging many things,

Having a sudden end without any goodbyes.

Doubts soaked in anger gush down others' esteem,

Rather focus on improvement than proving them.

Being fed-up, now who cares about nor re-dive into it,

Since new surprising bonds are blessed in life as a fest.

Might not reconnect forever but just sails with memories,

Might get revalued only once the respiration expires.

But is this what the bond was made for?Always shocks!!

No, but this is what the power of time and the lesson of life is!

By Nagendra R A