NO Job, Spouse, freedom and voice
That’s the root of youth’s frustration, without a choice
He’s like the Sailor, within the life’s sea
Who is aimlessly searching, for that shore and orchid tree?
The tree, which may never be found
That builds his frustration more compound
They say ,
Youth is wasted on young sometime
One small mistake could black mark for the lifetime
This frustration makes him walk on very thin line
If he can manage this anger, he will shine
Otherwise the obvious thing is decline
So my young friends, do remember
You always connect your dots , looking backward
So deal with this fractured frustration, which ain’t that awkward
Be at peace, because that really matters
Since life is a plate of mixed platter
Be calm and don’t uselessly shatter
@ Authored & created by: Anup D.
Amature me -Anup D. 