Never Grow Old
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