With the stretch of time, blind paintings on cracked walls,
Shows the ire of age and upon you this lazy skin it befalls.
Broken lines run corollary through your sullen face,
How age has reduced beauty to this disgrace!
Spirogyra raid the clear pictures of yesterday
And devoutly remind us lest we forget everyday
How far we have travelled on the expensive lanes of life
And how unsparing time has enclosed with defiance and strife.
Spirogyra creep on the broken walls when we see
Good times rebirth on the crystals of nostalgic memory.
Then we say birthday parties should only remind us of our curse
In knowledge that in a wink our bravest sensations go to a pause.
With the stretch of time, we should not gather to party
Knowing with more calories burnt, with another wink we die.
Shows the ire of age and upon you this lazy skin it befalls.
Broken lines run corollary through your sullen face,
How age has reduced beauty to this disgrace!
Spirogyra raid the clear pictures of yesterday
And devoutly remind us lest we forget everyday
How far we have travelled on the expensive lanes of life
And how unsparing time has enclosed with defiance and strife.
Spirogyra creep on the broken walls when we see
Good times rebirth on the crystals of nostalgic memory.
Then we say birthday parties should only remind us of our curse
In knowledge that in a wink our bravest sensations go to a pause.
With the stretch of time, we should not gather to party
Knowing with more calories burnt, with another wink we die.
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