Grown older with time,
Lost my childhood prime.
No worry of future, No dreams of tomorrow,
Still, living life at its’ best with forgetful sorrows.
Being eldest of three, carried proud feeling.
Still, walking in hands with my siblings,
Sacrificing wishes even making happy time,
Still, tears of love and joy making me fine.
Chocolates and cookies were partially distributed,
Still, adding more sweetness to life attributed.
Fighting and quarrelling all moments,
Still, sleeping together at dark nights was proponent.
That time flew off,
Those days were lost,
Now, chocolates are not so sweet,
Now, Nights are not so dark,
Now, Sacrifices are not so happy,
Now, tears are not so joyful,
And, LIFE is not so LIVED!!!