Mortal Wrinkles Poem by Indira Renganathan

Mortal Wrinkles

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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 welcoming 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

Thursday, April 17, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: social
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 03 November 2016

With the muse of a man and a woman! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Kesav Easwaran 18 April 2008

a colourful report of a real poetic soul... congrats, indira...

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