age 45, 2030

age 45, 2030

A Poem by vivekanand

your freckles defy gerontology
those brown eyes are sublime gold...
my physician looks through evening sky spectacles
and closes my case file
CUT YOUR CIGARETTES
THE HEART RUNS on half blood,
the clot is ageing

you hold my trembling wrinkling finger
and laugh at my empty joke..
as long as you do that
i will borrow some more mornings
in our purple coffee tray
my days
would be easily made

© 2011 vivekanand


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what a sublime piece on love V...Any more words would spoil the beauty and the splendid way in which you have started the morning...

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vivekanand
vivekanand

chennai, tamilnadu, India



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trying to find out seriously what i am.. i trained in medicine.. neither had the expertise, confidence nor the desire to move on as a doctor.. preparing for civil services more..

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