old days

old days

A Poem by Asem
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Always when we grow up ,,things kill in our soul and when we sit and remember old days we be wish back for be just child for one day if we can just one day ...

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Old days ....

     ..I wish i could be able to go back in time and live one day of the old days ..
      .. We live the days in their day and we don't understand what is what time's treachery
      .. Our page is white , Loved by the god
      .. I didn't know what does slag means or infidelity
     .. I didn't know that there is people who are cowards and villanious
      .. They stab you in your back and smile to your face
     ..  Even the money for me was some papers
     .. For the money someone killed and someone stolen
     ..  The people for money are being hydrophobic and that happened before
     ..Who previously . Ate the news and the instance is truth !!!
     .. I wish i could go back in time and sleep in the bed i used to sleep in .
     ..Every time i put my head on the pillow i sleep instantly
     ..Not worried and watching old cartoons when i close my eyes..
     .. NOW sleeping is running away from me because of the pain
     .. My hearts used to be good , White ,Soft and there was no scars
     .. It turned to dark , filled with scars and i doing know it any more
    ..  I look at the mirror i don't understand whats wrong
    ..  all see limbless wearing a smiling mask
    .. Whenever i grow my sins grow too
    .. And i say i won't do wrong things , Then i do more wrong things
    .. whenever i grow up i see A part of the limbess world is appearing
   .. And my enemies are multiplying and your enemies will keep multiplying
    .. Whenever you grow up
   ..  The closest people to you the are your fiercest enemies
   .. My face is being more dangerous and my hearts is turning into stone
   .. I can't feel like i used to feel things effect on me really fast
   .. And i stopped laughing in my heart and can't be tickled
   .. The sentence "" THE MEANING OF THE TRUTH IS MAKING YOU COMFORTABLE ''is not counted now not mean any thing
   .. The people whenever they grow up the wear more faces on their face
  ..  for the world they lie and cheat
  .. If you hated someone your hate to him is not going to be important to show him
  .. When i was a kid if i loved someone i hug and kiss that person
 .. And if i hated someone my face turn to a frown face
  .. The idea of the inside is not like the outside is not in the dictionary
 .. Everything which is appearing on the theater is what in the nightmare
 .. I still can remember the start of everything
  .. Whenever you grow up your start get killed again and again
 .. And it get killed repeatitly and turns from something you want to something you get used do it
... The taste of exploring turns to a coffee without sugar
 .. My heart used to be good , white , soft  and no there was no scars
  .. It turned to dark . Filled with scars and i don't know it
  .. I look at the mirror and i don;t know my self
  .. The old days ...
  .. I wish i could be able to go back in time and live one day of the old days ..
Old days ..

© 2014 Asem


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Thank you so much , am happy you like it

Posted 10 Years Ago


What a beautiful write on how people can change over and through time! Very well done!

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Asem
Asem

Boston , MA



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Hello , My name Asem am new in MA study and live here am co pilot , i like sport its my live i was in Olympic team for Judo before and still try rise in sport , i like play guitar its like my fri.. more..

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