It was like a garden
with posy all around,
Nevertheless train moved
and garden filled with thorns.

The floor seemed to be clean
and smooth without any marks,
But as I walked on it,
it started to crack and got dirty.

Promises were just words,
Sensations were just for a moment.
The footsteps we held together,
disappeared in just a blow.

As I glimpsed back,
Everything seemed to be a Joke.
"Always and Forever" were just a joke,
Which I thought to be true.
_Krishna Gogoi