Upcoming-the crest (poem of younger mind)
I was flying on the wings of angels,
It was time to be prepared for life- mental,
I was clinging to the crest of life & girls youngsters,
On the way of life, there was a big trouble cluster.
On the eve of celebrations with sight of nature,
My mind was blowing, wind was flowing,
I made clunker of making decisions,
On my face, WHY! it was sadness signature.
On the sky of life, wings of fire was flowing,
I clambered up the steep bank of decision flowing,
Jingles of happiness were ringing, music of soul was flowing,
It was upcoming-the crest,the crest of the wave of success was flowing.