THE PATH OF AGE

The way, never likes to receive the shadow

Even the path of age fells down to another new age

The nature put the scratches on her cheeks with smile

If you are a path, the nature put that always on your heart without smile

With different shapes to show her cruelty like a hidden enemy

Once, a mid-day, when I was walking on your heart beats

I heard the noise of your cry that no one heard till this moment

And I felt the dampness of your tears in my feet

But it gifted kisses me of acute pain like a poisonous prickle

I tried to withdraw from the attempt to catching the moon

And happened the possible dreams

It was my Oath, I will never close my eyes,

This belongs to see the dreams,

Never allow the lips to smile,

Never allow the songs to hear,

Never allow the breeze to touch

It can prevent and escape me to reach the new age

No...! THE PATH OF AGE