I wrote this a few years ago, maybe it makes a lot of sense today too. Faces Grow up, people change their face Their styles differ from previous days Their manner of laugh and walk is graced By what their peers had grimaced Some people change from time to time Like colors of autumn so sublime Like distractions of their youth at prime Its different now; in-different times The mask falls off, sometimes in awe Ignorance casts it off as flaw But the true cards begin to draw Like the poker face sucked through a straw It does not matter how long it takes The friendship seems to slowly break And once the diamonds shine like fake You come to realize your own mistakes It bites, it stings, it is heat on flesh The desire to somehow start afresh But the clock ticks on and memories fade: Blurred warm winds of murky jade, The poison works, you get the hint When you see the same face in another wint -But the lessons learnt of yesterday Will get ...
This is a personal blog about my thoughts, opinions and realizations.They are all part of growing up. I do not consider myself growing old however, and insist against the conventions of time, to continue calling myself young, hence the name of this blog. Hope you see through it what I saw to tell :)