Pankaj Samuel, Bsc I.T 2nd year : I’m old and bald,hangup wid a chain…
At this age of mine,I’ve nothin to lose nd nothin to gain..
My lyf iz going to vain….in a short while,
Lyk a river NILE…..
Sometimes I thought to make a "Time-machine"…
but the other second, I thought dat my "thought" doesn’t mean..
Sometimes I thought of my childhood,
Wearing my fav. black jacket with a hood,
Playing with my friends, in the wood….
Will that time come back?? I wish it would…..
Sometimes i thought..,that winter of my youth…….
The love of my friends, the "HUG" of my [red]beloved[/red]..
The secrets of my life, that always remain covered….
The smile of that girl,living next door,
touches my heart and my core…..
I’ve lots of things to tell, lots of things to share…
but now my life is fading, layer by layer….
M signing-off from dis page… U all take care,
Coz I’m driving my car, and I have to change the GEAR…..