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Winds of Changes
winds of changes…
In the garden of youth, innocence blooms bright,
where laughter dances in the soft twilight.
But time, a subtle thief, steals moments away,
leaving echoes of childhood in fading days.
whispers of dreams woven in the tapestry of the past,
fleeting, like shadows that too quickly cast,
as petals fall from the flower of youth’s embrace,
we chase the winds of change, in life’s endless race.
Pranjal
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Pranjal, your poignant portrayal of the passage of time and the transient nature of youth is incredibly evocative. The imagery of innocence, fleeting dreams, and the inevitable changes we encounter resonates deeply, capturing the bittersweet essence of life’s journey. Your skillful use of words beautifully conveys the universal experience of growing up and chasing after the winds of change. Keep writing and weaving emotions into your verses; your talent shines brightly through this heartfelt poem