Past Pastures Poem by lalitha iyer

Ruminating upon the greens
of my tender teens
I remorsed and regretted
without any beans.

Sitting on my balcony sill
I saw the moon of my adolscent
weeping and sobbing my beat my heart
there was life and love it chilled me apart

Those were hours of desperacies
I cant loosen myself from past pastures
I was eating the grass from memories sweet
I was neglecting my present day meets

Why waste the hours of challenging beats
counting the eggs that never hatched
let me pebble not my pooling heart
and ripple out nostalgic aches so hard

let me march ahead in twos
let the present eat me too
let my problems swallow me do
yet my sweeter memories I shall never pin
my apparels I shall stitch with the battle of rings.