Blessings were those days;
when the time was not that much powerful;
Life was along with the spirits of gays.
when everything was full beautiful.
Friends were less in number;
Life and routine was walking in a slumber.
when promises were the powerfull weapon;
And everthing we wished was bound to happen.
Love was the new thing to us all;
The most confusing and enchanting thing to learn,
EXCITED were those days,waiting for some special call;
But that special was very difficult to earn.
Eyes were full of dreams;
Mind full of routine and tasks,
Efforts and hardwork were full of screams;
Everything was origin without any masks.
Everyone of us was breathing in a pure serene;
Everyone was the ruler of its own demesne.
But No one was aware of Mr.powerful mighty time;
who has now taken all our innocent rhymes.
AND now it is clear that
Those were the days,THE BEST OF ALL
Difficult to forget
No need to say THANKS,and never to REGRET
Just waiting for some special call
And now,THEY
Have passed so soon,as if in winters from Morning to noon
GROWING UP is now the new target
BUT TRULY,
THOSE DAYS..........
ARE REALLY VERY DIFFICULT TO FORGET.............
©literarea
L