IT KEEPS ON CHANGING

Its fascinating
How relationships change
Time runs, situations vary
People explore new range
Attraction and repulsion
Desire and compulsion
Its all about the angle
But the lines change too
They become circles, triangles
And metamorphoses go on
But you believe in your centre
You feel so still
You actually do
Like earth remains still
To see moon
And also sun
But then one fine day
You realize
that things around you
are no more same
The people and those feelings
They have all changed
That you now
no more like cotton candies
that your dreams
have also changed
so have your principles and aims
a moment so experienced
and life remains
no more the same.
It keeps on changing
Some slides
Their shocking ranges
You then try to hold on
To that 1st slide
You once had
But hte memory too
Gets some virus
Some images remain same
Some simply vanish
While some become stains
Slides keep moving
Meanwhile.
Yet that moment
Always comes by
When you try to watch it all
The moment it started
And every stall
You then work on its end
A fairy tale or real stand
Some master tool goes amiss
You can’t change the setting
Its all a risk
It keeps adding and deleting
Slides – not so fascinating
Some you try to delete
Some keep tapping your feet
Only change you can control
Is color contrast
And slides’ mode
Content remains an unknown mystery
Way of presentation
Makes you a history.

                                     
Written by - Mystical Wanderer