Saturday, April 29, 2017

A NEW ME..




  1. I know I am of no use now,
To you or anybody else some how,
Someone you accrue,
Use and then throw like soiled tissue.

The children want me no more,
They say I am a big bore,
I nag and interfere,
At my technological ignorance they jeer.

But I am not someone to breakdown,
I smile at them all, smirk and funnily frown.

Rub I then some fragrance to cool my nerves,
Ornaments of pearls adorn my neck and ears,
Some colour I add to my fading face,
Euchymy regained I set out to esquire a new me!

©Madhumita

*A Roseate Sonne

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