Clicks to the screen increased my years of stepping hills of age,
The future is near and past is tired,
Window of life is open to all,
To rejoice the moments and celebrate the dawn.
Life is Grumblingly fast and journey slow,
Little legs raised to a tall man,
Burden to the shoulders was always intact,
Be it a student or a grown-up guy.
Sad to know my home is destroyed,
Piled bricks are pulverized,
Still, the vibes are dear, as memory is not cleared,
People leaving you is the one thing I still fear.
A world of noise and rate of extinction,
I have lived peacefully on my own conditions,
I colored the painting for the garden of walls,
To exemplify the beauty of waterfalls.
Growing daily was never seen, future world was foreseen,
This was a dream with multiple teachings,
Unpredictable and fluctuating journey left me in a mystery!
The future is near and past is tired,
Window of life is open to all,
To rejoice the moments and celebrate the dawn.
Little legs raised to a tall man,
Burden to the shoulders was always intact,
Be it a student or a grown-up guy.
Sad to know my home is destroyed,
Piled bricks are pulverized,
Still, the vibes are dear, as memory is not cleared,
People leaving you is the one thing I still fear.
I have lived peacefully on my own conditions,
I colored the painting for the garden of walls,
To exemplify the beauty of waterfalls.
This was a dream with multiple teachings,
Unpredictable and fluctuating journey left me in a mystery!
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