Written by: Prasiddhi Dangol - 28009, Grade IX
Posted on: 27 May, 2024
People are new to this feeling,
With their past wounds slowing healing,
With their worries slowly fading,
But life can be draining.
You try to find answers to life,
Only for the leads to be cut away with a knife,
Forget about your worries for a day,
Relaxing to the sound of birds by the bay.
Life is a beautiful thing,
All the glory and happiness it can bring,
Only if you know how to live it right,
It’s something tranquil and bright.
Youth is practically art,
With time, it pierces your heart with a dart,
Time is something we cannot control,
Trying that would be digging yourself a hole.
It;’s beauty is unreal,
Time and beauty, what a deal,
Only time will decide my fate,
If I am the predator or if I am the bait.
