In My Twenties Poem by Amitava Sur

Such an interesting way to describe aging. Very Clever

Now i cant imagine what my next decades like...because i do feel like a firework now..did my glory exploded all and will never burst another glory later? ...LOL...interesting write as Lyn said...and age, please dont draw me wrinkles on my body hahaha_Soul

A very vibrant and uplifting write describing the youthful era of living in the twenties. This is a time that you can spread your wings and fly and conquer the world. Nothing seems impossible at this wonderful age. Life really begins to get good and the skies the limit. A great experience and a delightful poem.

Vibrant as you danced with life no fear just a sense of boundless energy, that was within your happy soul embracing and daring life to live up to your great expectations! Uplifting and great write!

Wow what a great poem, this is brilliant Amitava keep the fire burning! ! ! I cordially invite you to read my new poem ''heaven l need a hug and my poem collaboration entittled ''the told legend''

ahh the youth - everyone who has crossed that age, longs to be there back again - though at that time we do not realise the importance and in our own world wonderful write

Ahhh youth, a time of breaking free, becoming independent, listening only to an inner self. Living like there's no tomorrow, seeking and taking everything possible, no fear of anything, a boundless energy serving self. Yes, I too remember those days of liberty, those are the memories that keep me going even now. A really great poem, intense honest emotion, passion, desire. Too bad it doesn't always last into your senior years, but that is when we become set in our ways and careful of decisions we make. Thank you, Amitava for another fantastic poem! ! Love it. RoseAnn

Impulsive, rash, daring, unbound energy thats d glory of youth.......and wen we cross 35 becomes d nostalgic emblem of something lost yet embeded i n us.....so true

The impetuous youth and its unbridled motion is beautifully potrayed! Probably, this is true of most of the youngsters! But there comes a time when passions and desires cool down! In the heat of blood, pumped through our veins, we imagine ourselves to be monarchs of our unquestioned empire! ! Great write! !

When we were young we did things that in later life we regret. When we were youg nothing was impossible. A good poem.