I always had something with writing and poetry and when I was younger I used to write on a regular basis.
Now this passion comes and go, but writing will always remain an essential part of me.
Time goes by, time comes along,
All is old and all is new;
What is right and what is wrong,
You must think and ask of you;
Have no hope and have no fear,
Waves that rise can never hold;
If they urge or if they cheer,
You remain aloof and cold.