Never Grow Old

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Then there were
These times
When we fought

To understand
The lessons that
We were taught

Regardless of those
Times, I feel
We have grown

To form memories
Of our times
Green and brown

And then
Love, we reached
An end of it all

Hard to take
Easy to make
Me cry, this fall

Remember,
Those times
When you played

And I danced
But never
In sync

Both, in harmony
Not with destiny
But with journey

Feel it
You know
It’s there

The essence
Forced, buried
Let it out

Miss, a friend
I just am lame
Just a name

Tears, here
And there
And everywhere

Regards, love
From the
working wanderer

But if you are
Still reading
There’s more

To make
Something
Like gold

You and me
Love, will never
Grow old!

-PrathameshRR
8th December 17
11:44 PM