Can a year change a man <br /> <br />to what he is <br />from anything else <br /> <br />of life <br />his notions <br />emotions <br /> <br />Can a few garbled words <br />of unshapen thoughts <br />inked on paper <br />carve the way <br />for the rest of his days <br /> <br />Can a teen's painted mind <br />a treasure finds <br />that he holds on <br />making him alone <br />but rich in loneliness <br />never craving to possess <br />but embrace <br />what's his destined <br />a love a heart <br />but when goes past <br />never breaches his trust <br /> <br />Can a year make a man <br />what he would be <br />the rest of his life <br />when he inked on paper <br />his first poem <br />that to this date <br />shapes his fate <br />keeps him free. <br /> <br />Did all these the year <br /> <br />1973.<br /><br />Pradip Chattopadhyay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/1973/
