i can't stop turning " old "..
many stories i kept to myself;
to the world they were always " untold "
&
my dreams ,.they left " unsold " !!
...........
.......
....
i can't stop turning " old "..
never i was this cold;
to the people nor close friends i " hold "
&
as time passed ..i became so " bold " !!
...........
......
...
i can't stop turning " old "..
with places & memories i am locked;
to life i am just a prisoner who will never be " paroled "
&
whenever i look back ;tears always rolled but with eyes open
i still play life " blindfold "
many stories i kept to myself;
to the world they were always " untold "
&
my dreams ,.they left " unsold " !!
...........
.......
....
i can't stop turning " old "..
never i was this cold;
to the people nor close friends i " hold "
&
as time passed ..i became so " bold " !!
...........
......
...
i can't stop turning " old "..
with places & memories i am locked;
to life i am just a prisoner who will never be " paroled "
&
whenever i look back ;tears always rolled but with eyes open
i still play life " blindfold "
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