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.