Youth is like a ripe fruit
with abundance at its root
Life full of robust energy
a strong fibre of synergy
Each day is a new conquest
promising and full of zest
Living life on the edge
a constant stir and a dredge
Time will soon turn the tide
from aging, no one can hide
Life has certain lessons to teach
they are earned and not preached
Experiences you gain
are learnt after hours of pain
Wisdom is a merit
that one cannot inherit
Till there is time to savour
bear the fruits of your labour
For once the fruit falls on the soil
it will start to wither and coil
A man is nothing but a speck of dust
fulfil your destiny before the clock rusts
Time and tide wait for no man
use it wisely while you can
Take a solemn oath
be worthy of your youth
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nicely written We can learn a lot from your thoughts... and the youth to complete the essence of being one is to offer oneself to the Creator Thanks for sharing...