Passages Poem by Daniel Trevelyn Joseph

Her one finger is below his chin
Accompanied with look of love,
She has her fingers intertwined with his
While swinging the other arm,
Here the two both in jeans are facing
Mithi river, close, in deep conversation;
There the two with slight bulge on her tummy,
Preoccupied with something troubling them,
And here the youngster pulling her
While his arm is around her shoulders
And the fingers hooked above right breast,
And so many couples slow down
On the skywalk at Bandra East
To enjoy the moments of togetherness,
Unaware of the anonymous cool, gentle breeze
And the noisy cars speeding away down below.

Sang Yeats of young in one another’s arms,
Century later, I too see them loving, tender
While young, and stepping into the world.

Why then, as they grow older,
The couples are no longer like this?
But are growling or ready to find fault
With each other on slightest pretext?