Worn around the edges
And fading away
Aging faster, trying hard
To keep Chronos at bay
Memories woven and spun like silk
Sepia scenes embellished,
Enhanced and retouched
Unable to gaze away
Constant chatter clutters the mind
Every empty space crammed with noise
Silence and stillness
No longer a choice
Her eyesight’s fading
Her hearing acute
Her body failing
Her mind astute
Her life was lonely
But not alone
Tending to children
Not her own
A supporting role
The eternal sidekick
Always the bridesmaid
Never the bride
Unsure of her legacy
Of lives she touched
Gifts of music, language
Poetry and love
With every reflection
Faint outlines of possibility
As ethereal as the mists
On the hilltops of Ooty
Do we ever die if we can
Touch one life
Change one destiny
Inspire one verse?
Copyright © 2008 Shaku Selvakumar
About Me
- Brown Girl In The Ring
- It's important to be silly, to be serious, to be strong, to be frail...for what is life if we only shared a mask?
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