Still it goes on

Just an emotional stuff

 Still it goes on

It happens and will happen always...what? Its the pain. LIfe and pain are inseparable. Rather it is incomprehensible. My LIfe story goes on. No one stopped it. Not even tried. It had taken a lot of injuries, a lot. Hinders, obstacles, worries all joined in this path. No one ever wondered about it. No one ever consoled it. Still it goes on. Tears inside my heart, is ripping it slowly. Heart attacks..Nahh !!!

Its panic attack. Skipping your heartbeat for 4 seconds. Still it goes on and nobody asked why. Is it so invisible? Is it so contained in deep that, even no one eve can dream about it? There is some pieces needed to be glue, at least. But it made it so fake that no body would ever imagine to ask about it. It is so secretive. It is a silent killer. No body would have thought about it and no body cares.

He never found time, never asked, never remembered, never tried. Still it goes on. With every path of life it tries to find him, with every decision it tries to seek for him, with every happy moment it tries to share with him. But it find no one is there coz no body ever wanted.

Still it goes on with a hope, someday, at some moment, may be it will find him not with concern for it but let it just be a coincidence.