For Them

They come and on their way they go
Time makes many myriad of flow.

The flow is made to wash away
The image of today melts on its way.

Waiting for........
Standing on the same bay
But any day could be a fateful day!

For them....
They don't need a fate while we need a luck.
As they live forever on us with a mock.

by Hrushikesha Mohanty

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