Tag Archives: #maturity

Nobody is Ever too Old

Growing old doesn’t mean your age. It means how strongly you handle emotions, how politely you ignore flaws, how silently you cry, how patiently you react, how sincerely you take relationships, how gracefully you help others, and how maturely you accept failures and being hatred.

You grow young, not old. 🙂

© Yashica Priya

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At the Beach, Alone

(On an imagination)

Beside the shore, I sat on the beach sand;
I noticed the waves rolling in and out.
The boats were at rest,
and tiny crabs playing hide and seek.
It was such huge sky, I looked up to.
The cold breeze hit my face,
making my hair messy,
as I started building my little mud house,
recollecting a part of childhood days.
With a feeling of a so-called architect,
to had built a cute building,
I see grains of sand covering the watch dial.
I dusted and rubbed them down,
and got up from there.
Whilst taking a few steps towards the sea,
I lifted up my white pyjama a little upwards.
A roar from the sea,
I saw a huge wave rushing near calming down,
and touching my feet for no reason.
It gave me a sense of getting pulled inside,
like wanting me there forever.
This felt to me like someone making me believe of promises,
and getting me drowned alive.
Consciously, I took a few steps back,
with a smile,
believing that I saved myself from an error.
I looked at the watch,
and decided to leave.
I put the sling bag on my shoulder,
and started to walk with mild thoughts on head.
Every step I took away from there,
I kept turning back to see my mud house.
On my last view on that,
all that I saw was my mud house being stamped on by people,
just like how dreams go shattered by mysterious circumstances.
I learnt that wherever we go,
all that we leave are footprints, and all that we carry are memories. :’)

© Yashica Priya