The End
Nothing ends
It remains forever
In one way or the other
If it ever happened
The so called things
That ended way back
You may not see
But you would talk
You may not talk
But you would think
You may not think
And you consider it
Ended and forgotten
But it does not end
It merely transforms
Into our fear or caution
Trust or mistrust
Zeal or regret
Cynicism or lessons
Nothing ends
It rather becomes a part of us
If it ever happened