Far far, ahead of time.
When I'll be old..
Won't be able to rhyme.
Will travel the world...
Instead of wasting time...
Will share the stories...
and share the smiles...
Of happiness,
Of the lessons, I learnt..
How the age
and time was fun..
How success,
never returned..
how failure,
took the wrong turn..
Of the friendships,
of the love..
and those struggles..
of the emotions...
Will teach to be rational,
to be wise..
Tell to be conscious..
rather than divine..
Precious will be those..
moments of life..
Which I hope to fulfill..
before I die..
Far far, ahead of time. When I'll be old.. and won't be able to rhyme.