Days of aimless wanderings

I miss the days of aimless wanderings

a time when the heart could fulfill all its yearnings

when the nights were long and the days were short

and all we did all the time was cavort

now the days are long and the nights far too short

for the only place we can dream is in our sleep

the twinkle in our eyes has been replaced by unshed tears

and our shoulders are bent and heavy with fears

too caught up with worldly goods

we seldom open our eyes and see the beauty around us

too caught up in intangible goals

we forget to cherish the ones that can be touched by our fingers

I believe that we never do grow up

it’s just the situations that change

too tired of this mindless game

I am going out and dancing in the rain



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