! ! ! 'sojourn..with self..(2)
a poem by Sivan PG Menon
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Timid, re collections
Nostalgic….
glitters …fresh..
broken bangles …beads of LOVE
threads of silk..jaded, my sister wore..
peacock feathers …hidden
in smudged, withering pages..
grandma’ read.. shared..
round spectacles....wrinkled face feeble..
….’ bent walking stick…..
Rested, as age travels…
Rusty, greened copper knobs..
The woody oil scent…
The antiques of LIFE’…
enliven the strings of …memories..
the child in me..
… Swings back and forth.
...... a sense of LOSS…
by...Sivan PG Menon
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes! Nostalgia brings out the child in us....beautifully penned 10 sathya narayana