A point of time-
Just, to begin with
It's simple birthday-
Birthday by birthday
The time passed away
I was a child once upon
Now, grown up an old...
Disagreeing with the ruling
Knowingly well all about...
Passed whole of the years
Making no sense of madness
Thinking that's the creativity...
Alas! A personal loss gaming for-
Repenting, over those good old days
In the mean time losing track of time!
-Copyright © hrsharma ®2020
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.
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