People Change/, মানুষ বদলে যায়

This week Magaly has invited us to explore the feelings of despair and delight as our poetic muse.

My thoughts on the prompt:

Both the feelings of delight and despair can have genesis in personal experiences. These feelings can also birth due to circumstantial factors and also on account of people around us whom we call our own and with whom we have a sense of belongingness. 

My response to the prompt:

People change 

With age 

With time

With experience 

With purpose 

With motive 

With pain

Yet there are a few 

Who remain

As they were/are

Like rocks

Entrenched to roots

Forever

(It's again a matter of debate - those who remain unchanged through course of time: do they lack in adaptivity ? Do they in the long run head towards obsoletion ? Is their quality of unchageability an unnecessary obstinacy? Or do they epitomise the  timeless values ultimately catalysing civilizational growth?)

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সময়ে

অভিজ্ঞতায় 

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কিন্তু গুটি কয়েক

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