All along
one is oblivious to the time
one is oblivious to the changes
it brings,
in course with the maneuverings of unconcern
one would like to think,
but all of a sudden the tears that flow
in shock of being in presents proximity
doesn't do justice
to the real in its eternity,
people do leave behind their marks
people do leave behind their memories
people do leave behind what they have said
and people do say more when they are no more,
yes, people do say more even when they are no more
albeit through others,
they do say what that matters
albeit through others,
they do say things that are not theirs
albeit through others,
they do tell you life is just not redundant
just as they lie lifeless
albeit through others,
a thing of concern that pricks you
as it should
and makes you wish for it to stay
with you all along if it could.
Prasanna Kumar
Prasanna Kumar
