Posted by: Ron DuBour | July 15, 2017

OF LIFE AND DEATH~by Nakshatra Singh




In the wake of big fair,
A weired melancholy calm,
Some tired movements,
Some shops still open,
But closing down only.
Life has moved ahead,
In the ways of its own,
Spread out in thin showers,
To fall in to small ponds and rest,
Or to become a river and flow on,
To reach to next town roaring.
There they wait for it to come,
Soon they will also suffer the same,
The joys of the colourful fair,
The pains of the deserted wake.
And to organize new fairs,
Will move on the wave of life…

By – Nakshatra Singh

Copyright @ Nakshatra Singh

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