Nothing lasts forever.. truly said are the words..
Yet a cycle goes on n on.. duly moving at it's pace..
Like the crimson cycle I rode.. in my good old childhood days..
‘tring tring' on lazy lanes.. the after sun n a chubby face..
Unframed diaries cherished.. life was so simple! Is it not..
Chalo! Let's go back there.. ‘tring tring' on lazy lanes..
Nothing lasts forever.. so what? We don't care..
Joining me? Come soon.. fizzing popping on lazy lanes..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem