Age is passing,
But there is still life to be lived.
The circumstances which have hit the ground,
They are yet to get up and answer.
I am going on the journey of the destination,
the destination is yet to be reached,
Let the people discuss my defeat,
The noise of success is yet to be raised.
Let the time do its arbitrariness,
My time is yet to come,
I am asking the question, considering me as a loser,
All of them are yet to be answered.
I am playing my character on the stage of life,
Applause is yet to come as soon as the curtain falls,
Nothing has gone from hand to hand,
Life has a lot to achieve…
About the Creator
Priyabrataa Ganguly
Professional writer, foodie, love poems


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