Life Is A Fossil In The Minds Filled...

I just wrote my name on seashore.
Waves kissed and washed it away.
Imprint of life stretches on shores all over  
Awaiting high tidal waves to wipe
One fine day it swept away my name,
Then another day my famed position.
I started losing my friends n wealth.
At last, one by one my relations too.
Nothing there was that I could save,
from the flooding spate of uncertainty.
Like Driftwood, I float swaying,
stretching into hands of destiny.
Each day runs into abysmal realms.
Nothing remains ever in the vast expanse.
A deluge swiftly engulfs every creation,
on our little concepts of life and truth.
Entire world floats like a bubble,
in delusion of a great imagination.
Life is a fossil in the minds filled,
with infinite rough granite of truth untold.
JLynn23 JLynn23
22-25, F
May 9, 2012