The age of Seventeen
Its a tribute to a very special age, an age when we seem adult but we are not. We are always in a dilemma and in a hurry to grow up. Some of the things are common in many age groups but i find seventeen particularly very interesting so i chose it to write down a poem. I wrote it when i was seventeen so i have used 'we' time and again. An age to be cherished, an age to be nourished. Those who waste it surely gets punished. Full of energy, full of joy. We are always too active and most of the time- upto some mischief. An age when we- can never be a sage. Within an year we- will be out of our cage. Life is a stage. And we give our best, at this age. We are neither adult nor child. But thats something we don't mind. We think that- We are the ultimate being and we know everything. We question as such we know too much. A phase of life, where we taste every spice. From love to hate. From good to bad. Some make us happy, some sad. Some eve