some unsaid words are true to keep.
Life, like a gypsy is always on the move -
treading on worries, we need to groove.
The past drags on as a caravan does -
progress is not to think, 'what once was'!
When the emotions of people are put to task -
how words are veiled, (one must ask)!
It's hard to know if one is doing well -
mask on mask, it's really hard to tell.
A sail-less boat taking a lifetime or more -
to reveal it's true self finally on the shore!
Prasenjit©2023