Spirits Packed

©@ Geetha Ravindron

My lips may crack drying
Bony cheeks may crave for loving kisses
Forehead, drawn in frenzy scars and curls
May my skin be whacked in wrinkles
Oh! True! My hair too would chase back
The years of glamorous life
Now clad in rusty white
My eyes, ears, skin, and
Every inch seen out
May lament on the bygone…
Legs may limb, thighs cramp
May the joints ache in unison
Those around may mimic and gossip
Scold or scowl
‘Hey man! You too old!
Why not lay aside
And just rest in a corner?’
Yet, my idling body will
For sure, revolt
Lingering on an inner voice
“Myself must I remake”
Pointing to the throbbing heart
In high moods, sound n stout
Clasping hands with sweet poesies
Ready to step in tunes
With the lovely grand kids like a child.


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Born on first Nov 1959 in Mumbai, INDIA. Had the schooling at Mumbai & graduated in Physics from Calicut University in Kerala. Married to M Ravindran. We have 2 boys , the elder is Lt. Commdr in Indian Navy & the younger boy is doing his MS ( Aero space) at IIT Chennai,India. I am working as a MATH Teacher at Kendriya Vidyalaya since 1980. I write poems in Malayalam, English & Hindi. Published 5 malayalam Poem collections and one in English. Many of my poems have been published in journals.

2 thoughts on “Spirits Packed

  1. Madhumathy

    The poem says in a plaintive voice the inevitability of ageing and how one can transcend the visible scars through a conscious effort and happy mindset


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