Gone Days
The
flow of time is an endless stream
Somewhere
it starts and somewhere it reaches
Feelings
are meant to flow with peace in our mind
Sadly
are changing into the actions in the life of our daily dream
Still
the time gets no reason to take rest in an endless flowing stream
We
carry our life kept as some memories deep we feel
Pretending
to walk with a whole damaged feet
Often
the days are gone in some moments that we breathe
Our
worth gets lost in the brittle and false raining streets
Where a
rusty pole stands firmly fighting with courage to stand still
Life
was to be lived with a smile to establish a future which we always seek
But is
now lived in the past which is not really in our reach
We have
to face the hard times firmly with much patience to keep
To
develop the courage that could tackle every situation as a treat
Gone
are those sad days and there is a new life that you could live
So that
a future you once wished, you can now easily give.
Written
by: Ashish
Dutt
Ashish Dutt.
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2 comments:
Yeea bat
It's a very nice poem❤❤🔥🔥🔥🤟🤟
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