the river of my life
a river...
pretty, isnt it?
the calmness and serenity of the surface...
brings peace to the soul..
the calmness of the surface
only matched by the turbulence..
of the water underneath...
as i sit here on my favourite spot...
by the river...
i ponder upon my life...
mirrored not unlike the river...
the river of my life...
twists n turns through many in this world...
paths crossed...
moments...
happy and sad...
good and bad...
all experienced...
people see me smiling...
laughing...
singing...
and yet....
all this so called 'happiness'
is just the surface...
underneath...
is where the true me lies...
dejected...
disappointed....
heartbroken...
and all alone...
why is it so hard to love someone?
why??
what did i ever do to deserve all these??
what??
left for dead...
all alone...
all gone
.....
memories...
memories of her...
killing me inside...
slowly...
but surely...
killing me inside...
hopelessly...
making me drift...
in this river of mine...
sitting here...
on my favourite spot...
i continue to ponder..
the river of my life.....
continues to flow...
non stop....
where does it end....
i wonder....
where does it all end.....
