A clueless travel down the days I have traversed from infancy to adolescence,
With changing waves of essence..
With altering expressions – a smile, at times a frown and
Grabbing all the mistakes and thereby learnt lessons,
Why is my mirror a momentary reflector?
If only my mirror could be an archive of best moments
So that I recollect and never about like I lament..
With changing waves of essence..
With altering expressions – a smile, at times a frown and
Grabbing all the mistakes and thereby learnt lessons,
Why is my mirror a momentary reflector?
If only my mirror could be an archive of best moments
So that I recollect and never about like I lament..
Kaaviya Ganesan of XI - B
No comments:
Post a Comment