While I was treading down 

Through the pathway of memories 

Came back sweet old childhood days

Days of fun and unlimited joy

Which seemed to last forever.

Today the scene has changed 

The colors of childhood has parted ways

To bring in the neutral appearance of reality 

The youthfulness of life seemed to be 

Injured by harsh waves of oppression. 

Aspirations and newly blossomed dreams 

Have become a matter of yesterday 

Today seems to rust badly

With a life still revolving the past

Clutches and breaks unable to repair. 

Always it's the intellect that betrays

When your heart offers a hand of help

For love cannot be weighed

Against the intellectual thought process 

Because it's the very essence of life.