Life flows like an ever-running river
And here I am a simple observer I stand waiting
The next ripple
A rock that gets carried away
The fish passing by
No reason to follow the river
I stand in the same spot for fear of missing something important
The river flows continuously
And suddenly I realise
The river flows
Life passes before my eyes
And I get stuck in a moment trying to make it important
Life is not a single moment though
Lots of consecutive moments compose life
And I should always keep on moving forward to the next moment
To have hope
I'll find the important
And if not,I will aknowledge how important, magnificent, great a deed was seeking something important
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The broken,the ugly,the parias
PoetryA collection of poems for those who don't have a voice in this world
