If one day sun forgets to be alive;
Would this sky still have its blue?
Or would it have a pale skin,without any dew!
If one day this earth stops circling;
Would its lone satellite glow in pain?
Or would it dazzle more in moonlight rain?
If one day silence pours every single ear;
Would we still be humming at our lonely windows?
Or we'd be under thousands of unspoken mistletoes!
You & I don't know the color of upcoming tomorrows-
Black or white, breathing or lying quiet!
We just walk the miles after miles,
Into the unknown woods of hope & despair.
And life,as it's a chameleon--
Crawling on our everyday ramification;
While we become grey, crying on our defects-
Life goes on it's never changing boulevard,
Gracefully painting it's butterfly effects.


© Subhajit