Friend of Youth

After passing one and half score of your life in disparate worlds,

Meeting a friend from the past of your youth again in half past of your life

Feeble memories of adolescent get revitalize to the core,

So much to talk hard to prioritize what to talk,

Contours of life, up and downs, hardships and freewheels so much to exhale,

All the weariness of body gets fresh lease of life

Every saga has so many books

Each book has so many chapters and subtleties

Unending stories hard to end…

The breeze of adolescent took away all the middle age pain

Connect to disconnects sparkle the life

Happiness of travelling in your youth

Most satisfying adventure of life…

 

This poem is about: 
Me
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