After the long journey,
I gazed at the 'mirror'of heaven-
Where I saw a blurry image of a lusty gal-
With the bearing like a queen,
Ruling her dreams and hopes sans fear,
Spending the day lights and-
Moon nights with a verve and bonhomie.
She was akin to a fairy,
Blessed with the wings of time,
Always plunging through-
The festal days of her lifetime.
Time that passed like a meteor shower-
Altered her into many roles with different outfits.
At first she was a baby, then turned into a lady,
Then into a women and now into a granny.
Exactly like me, she is now in her last outfit,
Standing in a hope of leaving her soul in the-
Divine serenity. Who are you? I asked.
But the question just bounced back like an echo.
Contemplating for a li'l bit,
Just like awakening from a dream,
I shouted with ecstasy,'It was me,
"Me before my journey to the graveyard "'.
-DEST1819-
Signature : I love using 'DEST1819' as my pen name.
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