Gone Days

Next time when we meet

Not that I will be upset

But yeah I will shy, wry

The root might get wet

 

How easy it seemed

Neither bye nor good

Was it all mature?

Or stupid boyhood

 

Grew you me did

To you and I taught

But what good those teachings were

That strand began to rot

 

Heart of time is gone

I left hope

Why now , you jerk

Not again will I cope

 

Life was better back then

May be I had it all

but mom said, not too much

Or my son you will fall

 

Bring me back the memories

but dont expect me to crave

Come and go

Love, leave, rave

 

And now to strangers sing my praise

But I will smile back? Gone Days…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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