Life

I lost you behind the silence.
Beneath the rocks, like
The time stops at eternal peace.
You are there still, as bright in my mind.
I fly with the strong wind of time,
chasing my dream.
It shines like the North star in the darkness,
Drives me hard every moment.

As I fly with the wind,
Collide often with hard realities.
It brings me down.
It makes me cry.
It steals my direction sometimes.
I rise from the ground again to get airborne.
Life is also about touch of love,
Float in happiness and peace.

poem by Kingshuk Chakraborty
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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