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A guy at the age of 25
At the age of twenty five,
I would like to describe,
The way a guy like me,
Thinks about his life.
Too old to be simple,
Too young to be complicated.
So busy concerning career,
So lazy for love to be dedicated.
Sometimes creating time for leisure,
Roaming about here and there,
Searching for the mate to date
Only one night, to test the fate.
Too passionate to care about anything,
Too practical to dare for dreaming.
So famous to be surrounded by pairs of eyesight,
So lonely to pass long sleepless night.
Looking back to the past he had left,
Couldn’t recognize the love he felt.
The moments went by, time flew away,
Still her memories remain in grey.
So determined to prevent love to born,
So fragile to allow memories to mourn.
Too sure to overcome this dillema,
Too confused to find lifetime solution.
He looks behind and finds no shadow on the floor.
He realizes how lonely he had been before!
With time does fly, he makes up his mind,
A life partner, now he needs to find.
Still so afraid of getting perfect match,
How will be life after the marriage!!
Thats life, my friend, which goes on,
Not a bed of roses, not free of confusion.
