Old Age
14 November, 2009
Author: P K Padhy
Time has swayed
The dunes far away from me.
I strive to space my desire for a brief pace
In the place where I lived in.
Under the dusty sandstorm
Time struggles
To sink me behind the twilight sun.
Footprints of strength are stored
As memories in the sheets of sand.
I surrender my breath with my broken crutch :
The mirage of my last living support.
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