Memories of yesteryears swim before my eyes
I rest against the swimming tide of life
The reverberating sounds of homely tunes
Send me back to tide the gloom
Bridging the gulf of rolling years
The river of life slides back and forth
Upheavals of the past crash and crumble
Against the beaches that lie so cool
Amidst the roar of mighty waves
The sandy beaches shrink and fade
Till a tidal wave comes lashing
Pouring out its treasure tale
~Shobha Diwakar
Jabalpur, India