There comes a time, when
our lost boys grow old
and age very much.
How this happens is not seen
by anybody.
Maybe when they skip school classes
or get scorned or scold.
The complication of sex.
a lost boy needs,
an ideal partner.
And he gets that too...
For the time been.
But still,
why do we thrive for more,
why we age
and how old are we exactly?
What happens when...
and the story goes on...
of once upon a time,
a boy met a girl,
etc, etc.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem