THE GONE BY THING
T he urge was as vivid as the only ray of hope and so do the assurance. The frustration and agony swayed and carried away sooner. No longer had the remorse suffused when the narrative was confirmed by others. The gone by moment spelled the beans. Window dressing was lame and the only thing to ward off. Deep down the truth was crying in discarded manner. Pouring the heart out dismayed the defense and periling the retaliation. Ways and means might go a long way yet the reality was blurred at large. After a while wisdom tried to draw curtain of gone by thing and the triumph over heart established. Tossed over and the heavily breath in the dark whispered. Indeed not a good time to sit up but left with no choice to cry for. 'What if' snatched the solace and engrossed into 'had it been' . The two faces of days often cross ways of others, making it difficult to make a choice to go for. Intuition to make this point finally took shape but above all the ignorance of toil and p