Old Age

My skin is fresh, new and wrinkle less
mY days may go and my skin needs to be pressed n starched
My play did not knew boundary … & my naughty had never felt that will has a end
mY days may go and know near is the boundary & end
I routed my teeth in ground believing to grow
mY days may go I still route my teeth but with no more belief
I like and help grannies tiny but big way
mY days may go urging some tiny help but biggest for me
I countless time brushed my hair
mY days may go I will regularly count my hair
I always think n chop the silver hair
mY days may go I will still think to save that half polished cherry hair…
I have big hope of climbing high for fruits..
mY days may go I hold big hope of fruit to fall near my foot…
I don’t know what ? like many say world is an ocean
mY days may go and I may feel n think I’m a drop or not
I see, feel, hear, like things in my life
mY days may go I have seen, felt, heard etc.,
I fascinate about many things
mY days may go and now if I think those, my lips moving to a corner.
I always hear my mother proverb
mY days may go and may feel & explain with proud
I always not prioritized my father words
mY days may go as like to me
I always feel my dad’s breath
mY days may go and may feel pampering beats
I chase and rule my sisters
mY days go n I may be left alone.
Life is a travel, I have began
mY days may go fast & I may end it Soon