With every passing moment
Heart skipped a beat
While life took a step ahead
Melting in the arms of time
Neither the time turned back
Nor did the life
Preachers preached to move on
While the learners kept on learning…
Swift motions
On the rhythmic beats
Dancing Angels
In a close dance
On the floor of time and life
Lost somewhere
:
:
Between
:
:
The way it is and
The way it could have been
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