A shadow
takes nothing, but
stands by..
once walking down the road
I heard a whimper
all about the moment
I set out,
I overheard them
involuntarily
and went on forth
because I had to keep on going,
but it all was on a whim;
muffles kept on getting stronger
the shadows started getting closer,
I;
who was bound to move on
kept on groping for a word
that hung in my mind,
WHY...??
an ocean remains calm,
why...??
the sun never asks favour,
why...??
the earth never feels the pain bearing us,
why...??
the people pass by
but milestones are still there
why...??
horizon is mere an imagination
still appears enticing,
why...??
even at the dying moments
stars are meant to fulfil one's wishes,
why...??
we wipe everything out
and say..it's life and it goes on,
why...??
they say shadow has no face
still its recognizable,
why...??
we start running and say
you left behind,
why...??
we have some tears
we never let them fall,
why...??
we keep questioning
what could never be answered,
maybe it has to be
the way it is..
( The answers what
I have thought
will be right here soon).
