Passing Moments.....Lost Moments.

Every moment is slipping by,

Like carriages of a train whizzing by.

Loaded with stuff no one can see,

Desires worries and memories,

Hope anxiety and agony.

A lamp post on way shines some light,

And so, the carriage perks up bright.

Into the jungles, and then again,

Darkness black resumes it's reign.

A cool breeze sometimes brings reprieve,

Then turning to gusts,it sows unease.

Take care,the signs of a brewing storm,

Hold tight to all you cherish and own.

Thank God the storm has passed away

Not taken you too,along it's way.

But the journey still is far from done,

All kinds of weathers will test you on.

Many carriages have dropped by the way,

And new ones are added every day.

What was dear and intimate,

Is now swathed in distant haze.

Onward goes the march of time,
Who can ever lag behind?

My own destination I do not know,

 In my hands, to heal and grow.

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