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THE END OF AN ERA

I take this nostalgic trip four years down the memory lanes,
Viewing my life from yonder like a film shielded by glass panes,
Staring at pleasures of joys past and the scars of gone pains,
Marveling at the depth of new-found wisdom and experience gains,
As the curtain cascades downwards,It is the end of an era.

Staring at my younger self,I can't help but marvel at how time has flown,
The innocent boy is gone,taken by the winds of change that have blown,
Past me with speed and force, and in his place a young man has grown,
Teeming with eagerness and haste to face the world and win his crown,
As the curtain cascades downwards, It is the end of an era.

I walk past the trails of juvenile heartbreaks and gigantic crushes,
Smiling with nostalgia at the countless barrels of wasted tears,
Laughing at the wasted efforts and endless adrenaline rushes,
Amused by the teething mistakes and groundless fears,
As the curtain cascades downwards,It is the end of an era.


© Patolyer 2013.





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