Everything seems changing,
Or may be I m not adapting.
Or may be the other way round,
Going the way where better it sounds.
Life is scheduling itself the same as expected,
Alas! Its late I can’t help feeling regretted,
Wish! I had anticipated the end better,
Nothing would be lost n I could be a ‘go-getter’.
Never mind, it isn’t yet late,
Chalk in your hands and my destiny - slate.
If even you are bemused or confused,
You may take enough time,
Your verdict can’t ever be refused,
I love you and forever you are mine.
I’ll try but you know the apple of my eye,
Help me to decide, to you I cant lie……