and the ripples on the water
Seem to be the wrinkles of an old face
A face that has smiled many a times
Yet now it is the tears which have etched themselves into it
For maturity and wisdom have
Blown out the the flame of creativity and bliss
The soul that knew of only happiness
Has now been tarnished by sins of the past
Thoughts have become an unintelligible tangle
For having not been said aloud
Because of the fear of not being accepted or acknowledged
Simply walking through life,
Where one doesn't reach out for one another
Isolated, slunk into a shell
Because of self-made boundaries
Pondering over what more
could have been done with a wasted life
The face gets blurred
Obscurred by the clouds of heaven
Finally resting in peace after a journey of turmoil..
