Twenty One- Yearning Bliss

A good time to introspect did I felt Twenty one gave new aspirations A time to move out from pamper shell Show to the world I do exist on my own Planning and moving with a sketch Stroke sudden threw it all from me Senses lost for days and months Time elapsed going to a moron journey Dreams still breathing path walked lost. Twenty one meant to give results Seeds sown since childhood after all Out of sight seemed all that meant Let it go, How come? How come? Joined the pieces together with pills Racing to the similar though lately Alone, all alone have to find recovery Dream woven soul, eyes enclosed all Reached the path of success finally With lessons beyond books ever hold Twenty one lane - a yearning bliss enfolds. Written by: Sneha Agarwal For the Contest - ....AT THIS AGE Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud