Those days were beautiful
When I was a little younger
Unknown I was, of my possible future
So much I was covered,
In those tiny little traumas
That I forgot the beauty the present held in the moments that passed..
Little did I know
That the disasters were yet to come
I would have enjoyed myself
To the fullest at the time...
Now I wonder when those days repeat?
The hardness life's showing now,
Might be the softest if compared to next
Stay happy no matter what
The end will be sweet indeed 😊❤️
~student of life
Note from writer-
We all think that the hardships we are facing now, are the hardest and saddest...but when you grow up, look back, you realise, that this was nothing...
You grow.
You learn.
But if your keep lamenting on the present hardships always. You won't enjoy.
Trust me, the problem is not that big!!
You are just getting a little small in front of it.
DON'T be trapped in the MIRRAGE...
Yes I know, the best I'd yet to come, but the journey is not over yet :)
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