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

Comments are closed.