Pampered,petted, hugged and kissed,
only in my so-called minor hood;
Step into teens,
The Start of misery,it is;
Expected to balance circumstances,
Hold your renewing fragments together,
Think prudent;
Multitasking isn't a nice thing to do,
Especially under the nose of
Mummy and daddy;
Age older,
Crucial decisions on your skull,
Your life, future ,in your palm;
Not good stuff to hold!,
Advance into the next floor,
Earn a living,
Mixed confessions to make,
Most delightful, maybe,but
Gazing into the same pair of eyes for a score
Ain't a pleasant sight!;
Retire from the world of labour,
Burden off your shoulders,
And,
There comes the most awaiting moment,
The reason you lived all fates this long;
Board a train all around the world,
Shopping in Milan,
Skiing in Switzerland,
Sun bathing in the Andaman and Nicobar;
Ah!!!!! Bliss of the cool breeze......
How nice it is to
shove a cup of coffee between your fingers,
A book in hand, sunglasses on,
Live the last few moments to its zenith,
Until Hades rings you up,
Saying,"It's time to go buddy!",
Pull away into the atmosphere,
Edging every footstep,
On the fine sand of memories.
only in my so-called minor hood;
Step into teens,
The Start of misery,it is;
Expected to balance circumstances,
Hold your renewing fragments together,
Think prudent;
Multitasking isn't a nice thing to do,
Especially under the nose of
Mummy and daddy;
Age older,
Crucial decisions on your skull,
Your life, future ,in your palm;
Not good stuff to hold!,
Advance into the next floor,
Earn a living,
Mixed confessions to make,
Most delightful, maybe,but
Gazing into the same pair of eyes for a score
Ain't a pleasant sight!;
Retire from the world of labour,
Burden off your shoulders,
And,
There comes the most awaiting moment,
The reason you lived all fates this long;
Board a train all around the world,
Shopping in Milan,
Skiing in Switzerland,
Sun bathing in the Andaman and Nicobar;
Ah!!!!! Bliss of the cool breeze......
How nice it is to
shove a cup of coffee between your fingers,
A book in hand, sunglasses on,
Live the last few moments to its zenith,
Until Hades rings you up,
Saying,"It's time to go buddy!",
Pull away into the atmosphere,
Edging every footstep,
On the fine sand of memories.
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