Being the fragrance of life,
creating the world, for my life;
with the essence of the love,
and leaving the desires behind.
Cherishing the moments, I get,
with the grace of the God,
and the blessings that I am blessed with,
from the creator of my life.
Glorifying my new life,
with the days that I dreamt,
but with every passing day,
I am losing the real me, behind.
I am not the same crazy one,
that I was.
rather I am missing the older me,
In the world of my new mature life.
Life is not fake,
Nor its unreal,
But has put me in that space,
Which is taking me away; from my “life”.
I am happy as I was,
I am enjoying more than what I was,
But I am missing the older me,
In the world of my new life.
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