During those torrential rains,
I sojourned,
An evening reminiscent of merrier times;
Love, lust, trust!
Youth and freedom;
The slowdown only to speed up the Waywardness!
Defying tolerance of the physical;
Darkness and illogical,
Hunting for threat and infinite socializing,
We drove the lane of youthdom!?
Inculcated habits only death can kill;
Ideas! Only generations can map;
Life! We never could trap!!!
Today
when I look back at the bylane,
Stretching
out to the mammoth highway of life;
Interminably!
Strains!
I am
back again,
With
pulses from the days bygone,
Heavily guarded
by practice,
The colors
of judgments – unknown!