Of late I have noticed a change within me
I cannot explain why I see?
Why I feel am changing?
I change
Without any range
Time is all fading
With Time I roll on
And muse every dawn
How I discard my old thoughts
How i discard many ideas that rots
With Time
I feel relaxed and fine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Change is obvious. One must accept changes in life gracefully. Thoughts and ideas that do not stand the scrutiny of time are better discarded than carried forward. Thanks, Rimni.