The Old Of Me Poem by Rahul Pandey

I train
my heart not to fall
I sustain
Ignorance of stake with hope of halt
Life seems tame
with undeserved thought
Everything seems loath

This wont deny truth
but still it sometimes soothe
Changes are necessary
For us to stop those worries
which took me apart of my story

Everything i said
i just showed
how i am outside
All i lied
for my survival
I always tried
not to be loves rival
But still somewhere underneath
i see a light a hope
for rise
If its not you than who?

I wont worry
for those coulds and rain
I'll let my life carry
That light Those flame
I wont worry
I'll keep sustain
the old of me...