As I Age 3

Age is an attractive cage

I merrily get confined 

Though it’s not always kind

Whence I am born 

I rely on others for my upkeep 

I learn to crawl…

Rubbing to the ground my knees

I look at others moving up and down 

And wonder how they clump steps steep 

I can’t wait for the age….

When I can walk 

And I can talk …

Just as they all do!! 

I try with my feeble attempts 

And tumble down and roll over 

But, I start to grow

Now I can show

My walking & talking skills 

I am happy yet realize 

They can do much more than I do

I want to grow and grow 

And growth comes at its pace

The years of youth follow the flow

Schooling, learning and occupational race

And I look back finding childhood trace

Am I actually happy to reach the age

Getting trapped furthermore in a trap 

Life seems fun with a partner 

Yet! I find myself in a sustenance cage

O! How I wish to return to my childhood 

As years pass I sit down to brood

And age gifts me the wish I wished

It brings me to my second childhood 

But! Do I even feel blessed? 

I age reluctantly albeit with some grace

The charms of age thrown naked to my face

Old Age brings me closer to freedom from cage

Yet! I live on hoping for comforts and bliss

And the Almighty graces me with heavenly kiss

The kiss I just cannot miss

For it takes me to the other shore

That once appeared so very obscure 

It now comes as a boon for sure

Giving my higher self the eternal cure

I shed the attractive cage

I return to the source

Towards the womb of eternity 

Losing one entirety…..

Gaining one entirety!

Sikiladi

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