False Life

They didn’t know, About the snow, When they followed them, With no question to ask, When they held their little fingers, With no doubts and fear, When they circled around themselves, As the satellites of the earth, They did not know, About the snow, That is too cold, Chilling the bones, Silence is brutal, Slicing away the soul, It is only a part one’s life, While they have many things to pursue, When they return with old wounds, That can be seen as the visible scars, Actions and reactions go together, Pointing fingers and blaming others, How far it is true in the congested affairs, The lies and secrets are barriers, That separate the hearts to be wilder, Many hearts have become meeker, The signs are signaled falsely merrier,