Priyadarsini G Menon


Not So Balanced

Bidding adieu to hopeless hopes, depthless dreams,
Stepping into threshold of youthful maturity
Mayhaps seldom youthful, mostly mature,
Buried in the haloed dusty depths of ledgers,
Inhaling stale, yellowed inked mathematiced,
Leaves of rich lives, penny-pinched from youth or,
Mayhaps rained upon lavishly by indulgent fathers,
Buffed hands, folded laconically, indifferent to grovels
Turning other ways, attending to perfumed airs,

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