Expiry Date

by silent turbulence   May 28, 2008


Time always seems to fly,
faster than we can see,
what is there is not what we wanted,
what we wanted was never meant to be,
never before this have i ever felt,
that life is like a puzzle waiting to be solved,
missing pieces leave the jigzaw incompelete,
while the ones that remain continue to change with time,
pieces filled with emotions,
of grief, happiness, anger, love and even hate,
but still what remains to be understood and accepted is,
that nothing is permenant but change,
and every change too comes with an expiry date!

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