We are no longer young
We are not yet too old
We don't like to do
What we have been told
We have lost our innocent smile
Too much has passed in front of our eyes
Triumph, passion, power, purpose, love and grief
Are precious colored candies
we run after in misbelief
Time is constantly fleeting ahead and away
When will we live, rejoice, find our true way
Ratish
5 Apr
We are not yet too old
We don't like to do
What we have been told
We have lost our innocent smile
Too much has passed in front of our eyes
Triumph, passion, power, purpose, love and grief
Are precious colored candies
we run after in misbelief
Time is constantly fleeting ahead and away
When will we live, rejoice, find our true way
Ratish
5 Apr
Bilaspur
© Ratish#poem #poetry #verses
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