The old lady smiles
At the young pair in a mess
Sitting apart in a pensive mood
After the war of words
Seeking to restore
The promised happiness
The chemistry of love is shaken
The covalent bond is broken
With a smile on her wrinkled face
The old lady smiles
In her younger days!
She visits her past days
They fought myriad times
Strengthening their tie
Stronger and stronger
Warmer and warmer
Smother and smother
Craving the love tight
The crack is so sweet
That yields a unique delight
It's renewed love in high spirits
The old lady thus smiles
Copyright@ Dillip K Swain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem