When shiny things lose lustre

Born with a
diamond crusted
platinum adorned,
silver spoon

Raised by virtuosos,
masters of fame
Tricks of the trade
by best in the game

Presents always
glitter and gold
all shiny new
Nothing ever old

Life has been kind,
too kind always
Nights been generous
Sunny all days

One fine day
age arrives
energy evaporates
body survives

all limbs injured
every bone hurts
used to be dames
now death flirts

presents still shiny
chests full of gold
all lose lustre
when we feel old

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Lookout

Flowers blossom,
Spring spreading
Skies turning blue
Eyes searching for you
my heart is on the lookout too

Do I belong here

If not here
where exactly
Reality of life
is ready to hit
the true misfit
perhaps for one
last time
ready to quit
no black suits
no lamp lit
just solitary coffin
that is it

Ashes

Dust and ashes
Reminds the end
beginnings, pretend
heaven send
Or was it hell
Time will tell
What is to there to sell
soul sold
heart under hammer
Can’t speak a word
Stammer stammer
Amend your words
Correct grammar
it won’t change the script
Decrypt the message
Open the passage
Time to go
End the lust
of eternal life
Going is must
Ashes and dust
Where is the coffin
Lay it to rest
Ashes and dust
and gust, takes it away
to deep dark
unknown valleys
spread last remains
of bones and flesh
comprehend
powerless being

Pistachios

your smell remind of past
few decades ago I lost
when walking through wood
you put your hand in pocket
remove watch locket,
there they were
dry fruits, sweets,
my good behaviour treat
few handed over
for today’s walk
curiosity talks
Why, what, how, when
Air, Earth, snow and rain
Memory lane, says stop
Let the past vanish, suddenly drop
as when I remember I cry in pain
why time never comes back again
sometimes you really want it to
perhaps in few years you take the mettle,
impart what was given as a gift
be the old sage, destiny’s lift
fill pockets with sweet, savoury treats
walk with young on summer retreats

Universe

I found my universe
encapsulated in those eyes,
shining brightly, telling tales,
how and when my ship sails,
to your shores!

Wisdom and cynicism

Age, is the mightiest sage
Cynicism replaces rage
every moment, night
everyday is the wage
even to infinity
observe and gauge
will never understand until
your time, your page