Wrote this poem for the writing prompt: “All Grown Up.” that had asked “When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever).”
:
Time Warp
I am stuck in time
My age-mates pass me by
I look in the mirror
Not much change I find
Yes I haven’t changed
Yet I surely have
I was born an old soul
Now so young I am
Getting younger day by day
Prime of youth came so late
Now I refuse to grow up
Have vowed to die young
To be old, to be a grown up
I’ll have to be born again
~~ Alka Girdhar ~~
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