Anika Sayed Shoptorshi
1st Year, 2nd Semester
It is a selfish virtue of time that it doesn’t wait,
How’s the time gonna behave, it is in our fate.
Neither we can control nor can we stop,
The good times we had which means to us a lot.
When I was a child, I always wanted to grow,
But it was a great mistake, only now that I know.
I was free like a bird and did everything without fear,
But now, I only think what people would think if they hear.
I cared less, smiled more and lived my life like there was no tomorrow,
But now the opposite happens and my mind is becoming narrow.
The mental pressure I have been going through which I cannot cure,
Reminds me of the days when I was happy and my mind was pure,
Now I feel like everything is breaking apart infront of my eyes,
But letting go is not the solution of a person who is wise.
Wish we could turn back time to the good old days,
When I did nothing but roam around and play.
As I can do nothing but accept the present,
And hide all the bad feelings in a dark, old closet.
I cannot bring the good times back in this life of mine,
But can start everything from the beginning and everything will be fine.