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Agelimit

Mar 24, 2023
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By Milind Ajay Agate


Will I be the “age”

Am I just stuck at a stage

Searching reasons, exploring visions,

Defending ideas through seasons

Being there, going there, to where?

Treading along a path unclear

Sweet dreams, cherry and cream

Could it be more pebbles and scream;

Still rather walk a path my own

Alone, for a little while alone.



There will be dawn, soon many will sing along,

Its a walk we all know, to infinite glow

When will I then be my age

I want a journey, not just next stage

It brings in me a reason to be

And that picture is the life in me .


By Milind Ajay Agate



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