I've changed.
So much,
that even the blood running
through my veins
has became water, now.
I've changed
for the best.
I've changed
for the worst.
I've changed.
Because,
change is constant.
Although,
I alone can not be
blamed or awarded
for developing such
inconsistencies,
bad or good.
The wind,
the water
and
the land,
and
my companions,
all
have contributed
to this
incontinenc-y of
my nature,
and whatever
I'm today,
or would be
tomorrow,
or after
a time gap
of ten tears, say,
I'll be grateful.
Eternally,
nothing but grateful.
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Short Story// The Untold Stories. \\ " We're about the books we read, and the poems we love." - Kritika Banerjee. A collection of paragraphs, nanotales, poetry and thoughts from my journey. Highest Rank - #78 in short stories on 29/6/17 ...
