Sunken with sorrow <br />In a mawkish way, <br />I used to loiter through the narrow <br />paths, to exhume my days. <br /> <br />Those were the gone days...... <br /> <br />I was not staunch, <br />Neither loyal. <br />I used to get thrown away <br />From almost everywhere. <br /> <br />Those were the gone days...... <br /> <br />Envying others was a norm, <br />For I had no experiences. <br />Being so coinceited <br />was yet another reason for that. <br /> <br />Those were the gone days...... <br /> <br />But those gone days were teachers. <br />Now, got rid of the shyness in me; <br />Now, I'am asked everywhere; <br />Now, I learned to love others. <br /> <br />Those were the go.. <br /> No <br /> This is the reality...... <br /> <br />(this is the poem that i wrote during the versification competition-youth festival- in my school. <br />well, i got third prize!)<br /><br />NEETHA SASIDHARAN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/yesteryears-2/
