the yonder feeling of getting old everyday
As I see wrinkles on my beloved’s face
walking down the 60’s bay
She used to walk upright
but it seems she has an aching back today
Her teeth were shining pearls of sea
but now, her pearls are on display
As I see her still hiding in my wallet,
her face so bright and clear
She was indeed the beauty at her best
and she was indeed a fairy dear
Just twenty years back, we had our twentieth anniversary
and yesteryears passed like blowing wind
I still remember when she asked me to play guitar
and was mesmerized when I used to sing.
Her footsteps were ponderous at twenty two
as she added a new member to the family
She was still clumsy though
fighting to cook three meals for me.
She was scared at the idea of getting married
as it was a runaway affair for us
But it was the only way
to have the least of the fuss.
I have seen her compete
the annual chores in college extempore
She was the running fire
but now she doesn’t compete anymore
How could I explain her rickety walk now
and her idea of counting stars
How do I bring back her beauty
How do I stitch her scars
How do I elucidate
the yonder feeling of getting old everyday
As I see wrinkles on my beloved’s face
walking down the 60’s bay
COPYRIGHT 2012 * TM - RAHUL
very touching ..loved it..nice work ..keep it up dear
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