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An Embrace That Lasts Not

Just like the waves embrace the sea-shore or river-bank but still embrace not. Some people share a similar bond. With its futile attempts, every single wave gets back to where it belongs, in vain. United in one moment and apart… in another.

The waves however never exhaust, or get bored. That’s some real stamina. Or absurd commitment.

In the form of tender and gentle ripples, they extend their arms for the company. Unwelcome always. And the river-bank as usual unmoved, adamant, heedless and callous.

The same waves however have the potential to build a current and with one splash crack riverbank open, and seep deeper into its existence.

The damage that the phenomenon inflicts is unparalleled. The self-inflicted annihilation lets waves lose identity and end up nowhere. And  the bank, cracked and shattered, never becomes the same.

Nobody does nobody any good. The whole fuss and craving and curiosity about everything is insane. Nonsensical.