Choose the present, chose it once, choose it all over again,
Close the past, closed it once, keep the lid on the pain.
Prisoner of thoughts or keeper or dreams,
Whatever it be, don’t be switching teams.
Celebrate, shout, hoot and clap for the tiny wins,
Afterall, it’s between you and not amongst your kins.
Every relation dies its own death, reaches an expiry stage,
Like it or not, just Iike humans, it also keeps an age.
Death isn’t cessation, it’s a new beginning indeed,
Nourish, nurture and embrace the newness of it.
Never say never, but isn’t it too late for forever?
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