Wisps of smoke


Thoughts appear, like wisps of smoke,
Thoughts disappear, like wisps of smoke.

Relationships are built, like wisps of smoke,
Relationships are broken, like wisps of smoke.

Moments are created, like wisps of smoke,
Moments disappear, like wisps of smoke.

Happiness is experienced, like wisps of smoke,
Sadness is felt, like wisps of smoke.

Life is created, like wisps of smoke,
Death separates, like wisps of smoke.

Memories remain, like wisps of smoke,
Memories fade, like wisps of smoke.

Everything merges, in wisps of smoke
Everything disappears, in wisps of smoke.

All that is left is the smoke
Merging and disappearing in the journey of smoke!


by Rekha Murali
India

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