Turn The Pages
Turn The Pages


Turning over the pages of time
I found a few pages torn and missing
I have searched from one end to another
But could not find any affectionate word written on any page,
No explanation or reason for whatever happens in life.
Each page had a story, of the time spent with someone who was mine
A relation that was everything to me at that time.
Now the memories knock on the door of thoughts
But a sense of strength protects the heart.
There are few questions that remain unanswered
But I have stopped looking for answers,
With a feeling of acceptance and the pages of experience added to this book of life.