Sunday, April 22, 2012

AS I Move on to Thirty

As I move on to Thirty,
I loose my hope on dreams
For I see them scattering
As though I am a common man
Not a man of greatness
As I thought in my dreams.

I see butterflies all around
In this youthful spring
Yet to be with one for all the years
What I desire seem to be just a dream
For my inner voice still ask to see
what remains in my wallet.
Before you desire to be with someone.

Oh time Iam in race with you
And each day at thirty
Reminds me to enjoy life
And achieve what my heart desires
And not regret in life
When the last days arrive.