Mortal Wrinkles

The window arrests me by its side
Through its square making me ride
Every day a serene green does it show
Feel but today gonna be a different show

The studded trees afar
The nearer trees so far
'Ve been welcomming me to join
The peaks up and the valleys down
The stroking clouds and the murmuring stream..

My soul steps out
Soon reports to have a lookout

Lay there apart two sunset bodies bushed over
As if felled trees with running dews cry over
And my mind back in the past to myself stare...

'A man and a woman happily together
Walking and chatting over years earlier
Deeper, longer and wander
Grow older and older; Their fled children afar..'

Moribund pair one here malignantly in solitary fear

poem by Indira Renganathan
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