The young smile has not aged now
And most times I tend to forget
The stains in the teeth and the breath
Leftover by a smoking cigarette.
For how can youth be flawed?
By default, his skin is tight
His body throbs higher abd faster
Through the caverns of night.
Age might sound wise and true
And it may even look better
But life’s lessons has it tired
And dried up eyes don’t get wetter.
Lines shall come around the mouth
They may shade and cover the eyes
It all comes at a price that says
Everything that lives sometime dies.
Youth and age sometime fall in love
And for the love to last through time
As age looks beyond each stain
Youth must disregard each line.
Hearts Still Care 
Such a beautiful poem as always. It was a lovely read It’s always difficult to stop your loved ones from doing what you know will end up badly later.
To be honest, I was expecting a post either here or on a different me for some days now. I have observed a pattern. Whenever you write about being emotionally or physically distraught on IG, its usually followed by a post here on the blog.
However, i feel ,with this post you have merely scratched the surface of what’s going on in your mind right now. And a lot more heavy duty stuff will come in the later posts.
Then again, i could be completely off the mark.
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