GOOD OLD DAYS

When I look at the past I see
How naive I was,
Innocent but incoherent,
Inspiring along with illogical,
Kind but kindred,
Loving but lost,
Decent but deceitful,
All heart with no mind,
At peace with no price,
How happy was I back then?
No burdens, No breakups
None were the wretched days.
Life was least of the concerns,
We'd fight but we sorted it,
We claimed but did share it,
Nothing was serious, nothing made sense,
All that matters was to be cheerful
And always be happy.

Ramesh Kumar S
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