Life Under Tracks
Prose— To Stop Or Proceed..?
Constantly building From cell to organ to organism The biology called — Life Mutated from genes to build DNA Phased manner lies it’s evolution.
Gasped from nature to natural laws To artifact — Life flourishing under tracks.
Now the tracks identify loopholes Like a void under a constant scroll Like a break under a repair Like a storm after every rain Yet, Tracks are existential of Life For that’s how a survival is identified.
Now the tracks identify the space Like a vacuum created after ripple effect Like a breakdown after a heartbreak Like a gasp in between every breath Yet, Tracks are impulses of Life For that’s how species are governed by.
Now the tracks identify the journey Like a train railing from feet to it’s every beat Like a cycle pedaling to its arch ahead Like a picturesque sight after darkness Yet, Tracks are beauty personifying Life For that’s how truthiness to divine spirit lies.
Tracks can also resonate to clutters Like a cacophony drizzled in mind Like an anxiety beholding relief to Life Like a pandemic causing fear to gratify All in all Tracks are like repairs of Life To break — build — recreate for brighter foresight.
Life is governed by Tracks For it’s each moment specify it’s art From consummation as minor To path traversing the whole From it’s tears to joyful hours Leading is a way after pitfalls of craft Called — Life under Tracks amidst countless hours.
No matter how far the journey goes Life at each fold Rest and releases rhythm of tracks Serving as relief to myriads of manifolds.
The string of Life may break The chord may loose it’s chime The euphoria may remain a while The stagnant phase reflecting to personify To all the decode of Life under aghast ; Encountered are lessons To reflect beyond a tale to unmask.
Life foray tracks — Like a breath released after every gasp.
The cyclic chain of events goes on With stops and pause to reborn Creating history to imprint the remains.
An impression — In wake of Life monumental under Tracks.
