The Rainbow in Sepia
How proud we are of bygone days,
Of clouded memories and sepia rays,
When the world was still a wonderful place,
And innocence stared one in the face,
The streets led us to unknown lands,
And rainbows were more than coloured bands,
I stand alone inside a timeless story,
As the book of life weeps for past glory.
-Hardik Kothare
2 comments:
Let the future be as happy and merry,
bright and fantastic as the past glory;
From beginning to end running a single thread,
all are parts the great life-story!!
Mast! :)
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