We were kids yesterday,
Turned into youth today,
We'll be old tomorrow.
Time flies with a wink of an eye,
Hands which used to hold toys are holding books & today responsibilities are knotted with hooks,
Tomorrow there will be a little angle lying in our hands bringing some joys & hopes very high.
Thinking about the time we used to play in the backyard,
Recalls cry of laughter when we jumped for the recess bell and party hard.
Thoughts, Reasons, People Change
Love, Seasons and Memories are always the same.
Learning from Yesterday, Living in Today and Excepting from Tomorrow
has become our habit.
But still we keep collecting pieces of our memories & wait for an authentic reason to live.
Staying strong is tend to be well-materialize,
Though this is the only way if we want to "survive & realize".
-VisualizerH
Every word written is like a pearl coming from the depths of an ocean of experience, the way you have summarized the whole scenario of life in this little poem depicts your judgements to life is very well observed. Hats off. Enjoy you life with blessings of God always.
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot. I write what I feel, I try to describe feelings and vast experiences in my own words which people don't understand (another own experience). Thanks again. Thanks for your appreciation.
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