When hands tremble
and refuse to lift the requisite loads of life,
When legs shiver
and refuse to take me to places,
When eyes feel the pain
due to the dust of life-
Invisible yet irking,
When brain is clouded with a grey haze
not letting light inside,
I think of you
who will adore me without these,
Embrace me in the dark of my life,
Hold my finger to help me tread
the remaining path of my life.
What a beautiful verse highlighting the grey years of life and the need for a companion
A multi-layered poem dealing with both temporal and spiritual matters.Lovely.
Thank you Nalini and Vijay sir for the lovely compliments.
A deeply evocative piece woven with the author’s customary poetic acumen.
Thank you for the encouraging words Louis sir.