I Guess

I Guess short poem

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I Guess…

I guess I am getting old,
I guess that is how the life unfolds.
The thoughts I get aren’t that sweet,
I try to learn from all the tweets.

They say I am immature,
Now, I don’t care, for sure.

Those things that used to bother me,
Seem like a distraction now.
They try to get hold of me,
But, I manage to escape, somehow.

I guess I am managing well,
And, the guesses these days, are right.
The wrongs still dwell,
But the rights win the fight.

Facebook isn’t what I think about,
I tell myself to forget it and chill.
I get a new feeling throughout,
And now, I go by my will.

I guess I am getting old,
I guess that is how the life unfolds! 

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Neha Sarthak Gautam

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J.rid
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Wonderful I enjoyed but maybe just getting too old for the old and the new is needed.

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