die down the flowers,blowing away in the wind,no directions,no destination
flying away with the white hair bless,with the water falls
every time, river is not himself as a second before
course,glideness,no turning around
life is all about missing,wondering in all missing,missing in every ignorance
idle away
so,treasure what your have,measure what you promised
inspite of waiting
no ignorance no blur
clearer as you are,nearer you will be
but,missing can never change
let it go if missing
no return,no regret
different feelings
pass away……
even if bad mad in a wrong way
what is wrong?
when time draw a furrow on you,no right or wrong
a poem of mine
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