Antique


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The smirking shameless rodent eyes,

Stare at me with endless awe;

Pitying at my gruesome sight,

Earing a heavy heartfelt gnaw.

Grandeur of my mansion says,

“Man you were whom I adore?”

Gnashing windows snap at me,

“Gnarled you are unwanted gore”.

Lifeless world around me tarts,

Yawning at my ruthless fate;

What was I? Reflection glees,

Shattered, shrunken is my state.

Hands that cradled little son

Left they are to rot and blaze;

Lips, they wait for days and nights,

In hope of words, old father prays.

Antique I am, chained to a grille

Tattered is my heart and soul;

as Death lingers , beckoning me

Life unfolds my empty role.

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ATTACHMENT:friends like pebbles


friends

Carried away by the flood of time

I stuck myself on a shore with you;

A friend you are, a family to me

My love ,my trust I bestowed on you.

Together we settled on myriad of plains

Sharing emotions

Sharing pains

Bathed in the moments of staple memories

FRIENDSHIP blossomed in the life’s terrain.

‘Impatient’ I am,the usual ME,

Like never before I am lost in words

Calm is the sea & so are you

the revolting thoughts,unwelcome tarts.

I intend not to be a burden on you

FRIENDSHIP it is so true to me.

Abandon me if YOU want to-

’cause stuck I am (with you) till life on earth retreats…. 🙂