Baggage of times gone by

In the azure sky, as the birds fly,

Unknown, a moment of truth, passes by.

As Life unfolds, time lazily flows by,

In melancholy’s embrace, memories sigh.

Sad hues appear and paint the blue sky,

An awkward lonely old man, slowly walks by.

On his shoulder is a baggage of times gone by,

Alas! put it down, he can’t, he’s destiny’s toy.

So, with greatest of the efforts,

with heavy heart and heavy steps he just walks by.

 

Saturday, 06/04/2024   , 04:10 PM
Ajay Sardesai (Megh)