All Along

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