Body & Soul Poem by parvez sazzad M

Don`t wanna think that I`m getting older,
Though I can`t smoke a lot cigarettes like before,
My lungs warns me, running out of breath often,
Can`t keep on waking up 24 hours with joy like before,
My pace is slowing down while \i work,
Can`t feel things interesting like always I could,
Who lasts forever?
I want to be called 18 till I die,
Body is un-doubly getting older apart from the soul,
My friends are getting bulky,
They used to look like heroes,
Now the theory may be changed,
May be we old fashioned, what we never imagined,
It`s not hello goodbye anymore,
It`s more than that, more than living for fun,
Who lasts forever?
We may will become good soil to farmers,
Isn`t that too a wonderful conversion?