Growing Up: Wise Or Otherwise
Nothing came her way
Dreams so beautiful, nothing else mattered
Her smile so contagious, loved she was,
By the blooming young and fading old.
Plan not it was, to love
Her heart and soul, committed to dreams
Still, a prince came by, with an effervescent smile
Somewhere along the way, opened were the doors
To the beautiful heart.
But then, the blooming smiles were faded
Into the oblivion before they were born
Elders got their ego beaten
And hence meddling was done.
Growing up makes people go rough;
Is it the bad scary world out there,
Or the inner flaws that denies them of smiles,
Rules created, hearts broken,
And dreams squashed.
Is it Wise or Otherwise
To insist on the wrongs
Young hearts devoured and sacrificed
At the alter of the materialistic crown!
Sigh, would it change?Or would I end up one amongst them?
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Let us love everyone, for they are all humans and they deserve it, fair or not, fat or thin, healthy or diseased. Growing up is to be wiser not jealous.