Time stops for no oneA Poem by Rida Sarwar''Growing old is not in control but Growing up is a choice'' .. as we grow up we have to learn that people change,feelings fade, wounds heal.There was a time when strangers became friends Silence meant trouble and darkness meant ghosts tears meant fight with a sibling and being alone was the worst nightmare there was a time when all I wanted was to grow up become a teen and do fashion now is the time when strangers smile means threat silence means broken heart,darkness means a place to hide and break down because no ghost is more haunting than the fear of made fun of tears mean something normal and a part of daily life Being alone means searching yourself lost inside now is the time that I wish to go back in time stop the important people from fading and be little again stop that innocence right there and make that fire burn a little higher Laugh hard with my friends and let the scars fade but how do I go back now? because when we heard,we should have listened that time stops for no one ..
© 2014 Rida SarwarAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorRida SarwarKarachi, Islam, PakistanAboutA poetess,IO've written blogs on google and word press mainly my poetry that doesn't has just a specific type.Its a mixture of thoughts,reminiscing them all the time,speculating all the thoughts and m.. more..Writing
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