Big dreams and high ego
Signature color of youth
Blood red
Lost dreams and worn out ego
Signature of old
In faded water marks!
Want to do but can't do
Can do but don't want to
Summer days floating by
Well, all of us were young once, and were perhaps susceptible to the same frailties, perhaps still are! Be well! ~Naren
What we do is something that is not supposed to be done. Negatives everywhere. They may not be random.
What a terrible paradox! When energy is there, ego prevents from doing things! When ego diminishes, no more energy left to do and summer days float by! Great write, Savita!
lol, all of us were young once, and had similar frailties, perhaps still do, teehee. Be well! ~ Naren
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I would like to translate this poem
Lost dreams. Nice work.