Nostalgic Hour

Nostalgia of growing years

Does it ever occur to you?

During your growing years

To be adult to be responsible

It is so difficult.

I know its part of life to be old

To be responsible one day

That's what I was told.

In my childhood I wished to be adult

But now when I'm 19

I wish it to stop here.

But I know I'll miss it when I'm old

I want to be warm forever

to stay from that deathless cold.

I don't want to be weak

I want to be strong and touch the peak.

I want to be young forever.

Why can't we withhold

Why can't we withstand old?

I don't want to grow apace

I just want to travel space.

I don't know how to tackle

How to complete life circle?

There goes your childhood in blink of an eye

But you just stand there and sigh.

We take it for granted the teenage years

That smile, that laugh and that cheers.

We feel nostalgia from those photographs and those memories.

How can we forget those territories?

Those were the most amazing years

Which leave us with just happy tears

Those mistakes, those mischiefs and that naughtiness

Always remain in heart the smile of that childishness.

Remember how we amend what we did wrong

The lessons we learned so far

Many more to come to guide our way

To put us together like the strings of guitar

But then I have to say

Its life it goes on and on

Time stands still for no one.

That's what I come across

in these growing years.

And now I just wonder

What else to come in my further years

Because those all are growing years.

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