The pattern is simple
everything turns to dust
but before that, it grows in the inside and blossoms outside
even our dreams, hope, agony, and distress
with scripts impromptu,
everything is a play
where there are heroes and some mere actors
Life is the teller
who dislikes to follow a specific trend
It is unique in the sense that
It feels like it is happening at the moment for the first time
among its thousand iterations
that dimension which is beyond our control
dictates the plays, its stages, even the players
and the memories erase soon after
just like a system reboot
So, there are no lessons to be learned
no questions to be asked
no processes to be followed
just breathe and participate till the end
and call it
Time,
Destiny
or
Someone’s wish.
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Anisuzzaman Khan
5.26.2019