The Age .....

The Age ........
                                       A. F. M. Ekbal. 

Time's a relentless march,  
Can't define the age we live in,  
It's the story to design
Each era's mark,  
A chapter to tell of dreams,  
Of strife, of moments that compel us. 

Youth's vibrant hue- 
A canvas so bright
A time for discovery,  
For growth in sight
Adulthood's stride,  
With responsibilities grand
A balancing act- w 
With life's demands in hand. 

Age's wisdom, a treasure to share
A lifetime's lessons, 
With experiences rare
The silver years 
With stories to impart
A legacy lived, with a heart that's smart

The age we live in- 
 A reflection of our past
A bridge to the future, forever to last
Each stage a gift, with moments to seize
The age we are, a story to stay seized ! 
                                              -21-04-2025.

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