Half way of bridge

I rushed to the half way of bridge

He used to remain always at the edge

Come there regularly and watch river water

May be searching reflection to see and alter

I heard him uttering some name and felt shy

I guessed he took some clue from vast horizon of the sky

He was finding some helplessness

It clearly reflected on his face

He came regularly and visited this place

I gathered the impression that he might be in mad love race

She might have jumped in river waters and ended union

“Love bird as he might be” searching all over for companion

Lot many stories we hear or come across

But it comes as shock and unbearable loss

Only true lover can feel the real pulse

“How she might have beloved to him at once”

His body lay motionless

There were worry lines on the face

He might have tried to write some thing 

Some name or affectionate words like things 

The bridge is rarely shaking

The water calmly flows and all dirt taking

These are the different forms of aspirations

One may try to draw or learn a lesson

Neither it is melody of water flow that is created

Nor the calm atmosphere that has prevailed 

It is the solace and relief that has been availed

All pain and agony successfully curtailed

I found hollowness of the sky

The stars twinkled with almost feeling shy

Here lay a person who wept for entire day

Urged water an d sky to find the way

Not all people are lucky

The problem is very tricky

We get something that we never wanted

And lost everything that was not doubted 

I closed his eyes and prayed for smooth journey ahead

He was denied everything and failed to lead

Yet we all are helpless by one way or other

Nature too changes as per trend of the weather