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There were so many good things I could have done in my life, but I could not do. Today I find my life wasted. But still all have not gone. There is plenty of life still to be lived for the things I wanted to do.

Middle Age

Years are tears,
Falling from my eyes,
Reminding me of the road,
That I left behind.

A precious life,
An era to live,
A non-event,
Nothing to describe.

Far at a distance,
A light is seen,
Can I touch it,
Stir in my mind.
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1 Visitor Comments

i found this poem while searching for my brother's name on the net. i feel he had written this poem when he was pretty depressed. he generally lets out his emotions by writing poem's instead of talking it out. i was really glad to see the laswt line which is pretty optimistic in comparison to the rest of the poem i do hope he feels more along those lines.

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