Our Love After Forty Years Poem by Arvind Srivastava

Our pressure on the grey hair of the temples
does not decrease
We are bathing to our heart's content
In the rain of worldliness and the trees
Cannot stop the buds

From bursting
Even after forty we
embrace the solar system
We search for embraces in embraces
We search for dreams in dreams and
Nurture desires in desires
In love after forty

In our skill and skill
The claim of affection does not decrease

Our special report on curiosities and experiments
We are not able to prepare on time
We still express our love
In whispers
And consider touch to be as important
As much as the depth
Along with water
Are necessary for a river!

©Arvind Srivastava,
India