Getting Younger
Rewinding the time of life, back to those golden days,
Would be like a dream come true, to relieve my phase.
Fixing my broken life, for sure!
Doing everything right, I’ll definitely ensure.
I’ll join every piece of heart I shattered,
While creating new memories, I could never gather.
I’ll try to change every word I said, I didn’t mean!
To change, the lens of sadness into love for me, that earlier was never seen.
Reminiscing those days cheer my heart,
Every moment I lived, I thought would never keep us apart.
Until the day I cried…
For losing those memories, allowing them to get dried.
Here I am thinking of those days…
As the night passes, my every hope fades.
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