Bitter truth – By Anand
Sure you want to leave?
If you find another
Even my grave would grieve
Fuzzy hair of sequined gold,
Catching attention of younger eye!
Frail I am as age caught up,
Portion to youth nobody sold
Can I help it for not living up?
For standards you set are so high.
It was not tempest in a teapot,
Should have known before it rot.
I love you, your body and soul
Without you am not whole
Will miss your touch and sensuous caress
Remember me every time you undress
Your lovely longest legs
Man has have ever seen.
Menacing they were,
When aimed at my bean.
What have I done to be treated such
When did life get out of clutch?
How did you think you could leave?
I live in your breath as you heave.
Lured, you went go off into the world,
With many ready to die for you.
But to endure pain with patience,
Am the only one left of rare few.
My longing if not my ode,
Will bring you back.
So what if I am,
Just an old sack
I want to go back where we began,
With a promise of love and nothing else.
We never looked ahead nor behind,
Almighty with us, our love blind
Chirping birds and temple bell,
Oh! It was just a nightmare!
Wife’s in Chennai, just visiting friends
She’ll be here soon to love me in our den.
C Anand Velayudhan is Special correspondent – India for an American Television Channel ‘