Sometimes a cradle,
Sometimes a cage,
Tears and smiles
Innocent teen age!
Uncalled jolly joys
Uncontrolled rage
Much in stores to laugh,
Now at this old age!
But the loudest laughter
Is written on a page
A long list of beautiful girls,
Mistaking the boy a sage,
Never knew his dreams
His unconscious image.
And it was all a masquerade As we reminisce in our old age Thank you sir-10
Interesting description of teen age................................
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Nice ink.... Akhtarji....! As you say it is a time of storms and dreams! Teenage which most parents dismiss As an age of storm and stress When the young wants to be in glitz Is that which we aged badly miss.............