Walking down the memory lane,
I realise,
Every effort of mine went in vain.
Now I need to arise,
All over again.
Nothing is permanent.
Neither a person,
Nor an emotion.
The sleepless night,
The unpeaceful day,
All those moments, when I couldn't even take a bite,
I hope you'll know their price one fine day.
This isn't a world of love.
I need to understand that too, to rise above.
People come and people go.
All I can do is to hope for a better tomorrow.
© Gunjan