The Old Granny Poem by Dipesh Rawal

Traveling all her path twinklingly
alone, sacred and sad,
With that soft and thin piece of wood.

By with her side,
How is she doing that! !

Staring through the things
without the sense of judging,
Even in the dark sight
She seeing with her compassion.
How she is doing that!

Making the stuff all alone
preparing for what's coming,
Still watching the world
through her blurred eyes.
How she is doing that!

I can't able to hear her blessings again
What happens to her! !
But still her warm hands
says a lot about her.
How she is doing that! !

Talking with her was like
moving out with the light,
Still wanna crack joke with her
about her forgetfulness stories
Seeing her smile again...again! !

How is she doing that! !


The Love|@dr.writes07