As years pass by
I started to grow older and older
When in moments of solitude,
I looked back,
Only to find that
Down the memory lane,
A set of frowns and flaws
Waver to and fro in my mind
I wonder whether the vacillations
In the mind ever come to a stand still
I looked back,
Only to find that
Life’s a bundle of promises,
Wishes unfulfilled,
And feelings unsaid.
I laughed at the silly things that
Bothered me once upon a time.
I looked back,
Only to find that
Destiny is not a matter of chance
But a matter of choice
Even then…………
We hesitate to accept the
Things as they are,
And alas!
We hesitate to change
And thus
I looked back only to find that
“Change is the way of life”
very true..destiny happens or do we chose it..we are destined to chose wrongly sometimes...you have said it very well
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
exactly my views...loved the way you laugh at yourself and life