I always felt that there was no end to any story
however much we try to conclude anything.
I always thought that matters finishes
and liquidate themselves into energy and then
spread into the vast Universe.
But feelings and emotions do not end
since they remain in us as our core drivers.
But some, force their feelings and
try bringing them to their final state
not knowing that it is futile to do so.
They struggle, they cry and finally
they hide.
Thus, ever since you have hidden yourself
thinking that its a new life,
you will hardly ever realize that
it's a lie.
Because the energy is still burning inside,
and its flame is just like the fire
that we always leave after a campfire
until it lights up the whole forest.
