Youth Lost Poem by RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

The blood in me has cooled,
Youth lost, gait cumborsome,
Fingers trembling, pain in joints,
With memories of young days
Lingering always in min
Of the days many a damsel
Spoke to me with interest
Full of smiles, and body language
Suggesting they like me,
But me walking away in disain,
to show of the young blood
In me, suggesting that I will
Get better ones, driving by
In speed terrifying many
On the road, getting into
Wordy duels and four letter
Words not palpable at all,
Oh, youth where have been
Lost by me in such swiftness,
I couldn't even tell you to stay
Longer to make my life,
More eventful and hearty.