The worst experienced release,
Is when the heart shatters – piece by piece.
And no depths of skies and the seas,
Can measure the temper of its caprice.
But, the breeze still blows and sun still shines,
Irrespective of all the whining and sighs.
The rain still falls ignoring your brine,
And the days still pass time after time.
The world won’t stop and life will go on.
Your tears will dry and sighs will turn yawns.
Bygones will be bygones.
Dusk will end at the break of dawn.
But, wounds won’t heal and scars will pain.
The nature will miserably fail.
All the endeavours will be in vain.
When life will decide for you again.