Twilight years

You take a step into the road and fumble,

Out of nowhere a green bus come and blows horn,

Years that is gone before you think back

As if standing behind the plate glass window-

Of the cemented wall of the barren land

Working well into the old age

Wrinkled face piteously dusty,

Gestures that burn with a quiet scrutiny,

Being in harmony with the surroundings-

Move out slowly from yourselves

Ruefully rubbing head and shoulder,

Looking through your once pierced now blurred eyes

Like rural idylls where time stands still-

Memories resurface like flakes of clouds

Coming out slowly, unaware of irony,

The fine lines that silently demark

Only you can understand the moment,

Another life seems to be beckoning you

Fall of light, all disappear or there, or elsewhere.


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About gopallahiri

Gopal Lahiri, a bilingual poet from India, has been writing poetry for more than twenty years. He has had five poetry collections in Bengali (mother tongue) and five collections in English. His poems appeared in print and electronic publications worldwide. He is a regular contributor of poems in several poetry web sites and magazines.

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