Sometimes life can be
unexplained.
I would go searching for
answers.
Memories would fade away
as dreams are not
Remembered in the morning.
When i look at myself in the past
I would never think i am beautiful
but now i understand.
Being beautiful is not important,
Being strong, independent and trusted is important.
Wearing beautiful dresses
or wearing pant and shirt is not important
to a person.
Now a days girls and boys being
presentable is important.
The days i remember
are different
To the present days.
Life and nature is different
for each person.
As there are five
different fingers in our hands.
Memories are important,
until and unless you remember them...
Days will come when,
you feel you were a child again...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
days willl come when you feel you were a child again.... beautiful lines.... [3