Sunday, August 29, 2010

@ 30

Life with its miseries,
Death and its mysteries,
Are no clearer at thirty,
Than they were at fifteen,
Wisdom with age never came,
Love is simply a game,
Memories for a rainy day,
Dreams for vacant eyes,
Old melodies for a lonely soul,
Forced smile from a dried up heart,
No cake, no candles,
No ribbons, no balloons,
No fairytales, no Sunday cartoons,
The bitter reality set in pretty soon.

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