Life is one continuous chain of ups and downs.
Casually linked to one another, like old acquaintances.
Life begins as a short, well~oiled, well~kept chain.
As one grows older, more links are added.
Making the chain longer and more cumbersome with each passing year.
It becomes harder to take care of, and gradually we lose control as it wraps around us.
Working it’s rusty joints into breaking apart and setting us free…
Good concept and beautiful execution….really vivid. Good one.
Beautiful poem. Lovely read.