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It seems to fly but the memories remain
There's nothing to fear; everything's still real
It'll move past by, it has to; to eat away your pain
Even if you walk fast
You still can't change your past
As it's wings spread open
Answers will step down broken
To once again make everything alright
And render your dark road with light.
# Sometimes, time's just the answer you are waiting for. I write this to hear you say, it'll be alright when the time's right.
12 comments:
Loved the lines-
'As it's wings spread open
Answers will step down broken'
I see some light there. It may be a new dawn. :)
P.S:There's a typo in the third line of the second stanza.
Well written Rachit.. you are right.. sometimes all one needs is the comfort from his/her close ones..
"I write this to hear you say, it'll be alright when the time's right."
I can truly understand what it means when someone holds your hand tightly, looks into your eyes and says these words.
Beautiful thoughts!!
The second part of it is super. Yes, time is surely the answer to many questions which we can't answer. And waiting for the right time is a good thing to do...
Time has always had different meanings for me at different stages of life.. and as we grow old, we explore more and more connotations..
Your Poetry explains one such meaning :)
Very nice!
Keep writing!
I loved the lines :) Lovely read.
Thank you so much! These give a much needed sanity to me, today!
as the saying goes.. time is the best healer and teacher !!
Nice read :)
@Usama: Hey thanks! Error corrected. It surely is a new dawn. :D
@Rakshatha: I'm glad you liked it! :)
@Me: Thank you so much Me, for always inspiring with such wonderful comments.
@Saru: Thanks Saru! Who could've told me that in a better way than you? :D
@Saloni: Thanks Saloni. My thoughts are cumulatively inspired by your posts and your way of writing. ;)
@Philo: Hey thanks! I'm glad you liked it. :)
@Arch: I'm so much glad! Thank you so much for reading. :)
@Jyoti: Exactly. You summarized this whole post in one line! :P
Loved the poem, memories are memories, be it bad or good, it is ought to be present in one's life because its prime quality is to remind people what happened. It then depends on us to divide them into happy or sad ones. And I agree wit your last line, it'll be alright when the time is right. Because nothing an happen before its time...
Rightly said Sridevi! Agree with every word of yours. :)
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