It flows along.........

It flows along. . .. . .. . .
It meanders through sorrows and pain
Makes you feel that all’s in vain.

But endless the journey is
With little touches of eternal bliss.

Clattering clouds in the sky
Move on like the days gone by.

Its turbulence, what it signifies
Yet.....one wants to live until he dies.....

It is life
. . .. . .. . .. . .and it flows along.