The Urgency. Poem by Y Sunita Devi

In my sleep yesterday,
You came and stood,
By my side,
You neither talk nor laugh.

In a strange way,
You seems to tell me,
Through your eyes,
I am getting old and weak.

Your expressionless face,
Was indeed expressing,
Your urgency,
To be comforted by my side.

Never before I,
Have seen you in such a way,
Always you will be smiling,
And narrating stories of everyday.

Narrating beautiful tales,
Of old and new,
Your face make me,
Think and feel its now really urgent.

To be your side,
To be your comfort in your aged time.



13/02/09