By the side
of my old home
A speeding car
knocked down a young man.
As the
people looked terrified,
The speeding
car vanished,
Leaving a
young girl to cry.
She stood by
her husband’s,
Motionless
body,
Shedding the
teardrops for him.
But next day
by morning
The same
road looked normal,
Life there
was flowing as usual.
People moved
as if,
Nothing ever
happened,
Except for
the young man’s widow.
I too then
realized,
The world
would be like that,
And life
would flow just like before.
I saw one
more car crash
Near to my workplace
in downtown.
It took one
life at once,
Three men
were wounded,
Leaving a
household in pain.
Then also I
realized,
Nothing ever
changes,
Life would
flow just like before.
Nothing ever
changes
And nothing
will be changing
Life would
flow just like before
One who lost
something
Would cry
for a short while
But they too
would move on in life
Life is a
journey
Full of surprises
It’ll always
flow just like before
( A poem I wrote in 2017 September after I heard about a car crash near my office. )
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