Monday, July 18, 2016

My Beautiful Lady




A beautiful lady, wrapped in red
Pretty face with some wrinkles trace
Moving gracefully when we faced

“Hi !”  Took time when we met
Glimpses came on our face
Foots Freeze, memories seize
Age sneaked past I peeped

Years gone, people forlorn
New relations, same emotions
Shaming me, shamming you
What I lost, what you boost

Same questions, we knew answers
Had we known the same before
Past was present, present future
“Damn!”  I in me, I in you.


Utpal Kant Mishra
Mumbai

P.S: This write is linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter. Day 3 #DailyChatter 

6 comments:

Vinay Leo R. said...

Interesting, how a strange face can invoke a lot of thoughts.

Utpal said...

Thanks "Leo" for your read.

Most of the time the known faces seldom evoke any thought in us but at some other time :)

Deepa said...

Nice poetry!

Utpal said...

Thanks Deepa!

Deepti Agarwal said...

There are so many things which we do not know 'NOW' but realize later .. but that's Life.. Full of secrets..

Utpal said...

True Deepti