On the shore of time...
on the waves of life...
we move fast to the unknown..
leaving each moments behind..
memories get en-capsuled as routines...
while some remains..some fades..
without our consent..without our demand...
While we gaze back to the cheers and tears..
We feel, it slips through fingers as sand..
that can not remain on palm forever..
© Maaya Dev
© Maaya Dev
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