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