Retirement Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

you may say I suffer
no I don't
I look at the dawn
like I look at the dusk
same eyes, same feelings
I don't change with time
though hair has gone
from black to brown
I wait for it to go white
the heart is still strong
as strong as that of a boy
I can still see rainbow
in a dry sky and can love you
my hands don't tremble
when I pluck flowers
holding the stalks
I see dreams too
of verdant valleys with
wind flowing rich with
fragrance of your beauty
I am not retired yet