The Unfeigned Reality

Life, it seems, has come a long way,

When thoughts come every day..

The memories pour over the seconds,

Bringing yesterday to the fore yet again..

Every passing second brings your thought,

At this junction now, we must forever part..

You are savoring the future,

I am still to come out of the past..

But then hope comes and starts dwelling,

Making me believe that a better tomorrow may be awaiting..

I close my eyes, with this fickle light of hope in my heart,

And as the day passes, a milestone another seems crossed.