The Flow of Life
In the silence, I find my words, As days drift by, life unfurls. Connections lost, like fleeting birds, A natural flow, the world twirls. I drift away, despite their tries, Their warmth, their light, I failed to share. In distance, bonds dissolve, goodbyes, Yet guilt's embrace, I do not wear. Friendships are valued, but hard to keep, Complex and fragile, like a fine thread. Sparks that start, soon fall to sleep, Leaving echoes of words unsaid. Life's a mosaic, relationships weave, A path I tread, uniquely mine. In time, perhaps, I'll learn to leave, A space for ties that intertwine. -Surabhi S H