Old man and his memories
In the evening when I walk along the seaside,
I wait for sometime, to see the sunset
I feel sad, I feel lonely
Memories come in my mind,
Yesterday become clear in my dreams
The sun which rose at the dawn,
The sun at his full strength at noon,
Is ready to set at dusk,
I have seen this since I was a child.
Everyone behaves as the sun, grows
At a faster phase in early life
With all love happiness and care,
Feeling that he is everything for others.
But when he reaches the middle phase,
Hotness increases, easiness decreases,
Problems increase happiness decreases,
He achieves something, loses many things
As the time progresses, he become proud,
For his achievement in life, or becomes
Sad thinking of his disastrous past,
Some start walking with sticks,
While for other no one act as stick and tumbles down,
At last, sunset, man dies
But the sun rises with great passion,
Man never raises again, memories remains,
Not in him, but for others.
Night falls, return from my dreams,
All set to reach home, to be here again,
Tomorrow to see the sunrise once again
2003 august.
t.