Age

Moments ago, my heart leapt with joy From my mother's womb,I saw the birds gyrating To the azuric skies.My fragile frame galloped In fear of that which contorts my looks- Age. Every minute gone by dances with you. Your Trickish ferocity sweeps away the beauty of time, With your windy,cowering syndrome of wrinkles Locked in your soggy,wispy clouds,wiggling our Gullible minds. Subtle antagonist that diminishes our vigour and mocks The exuberance of our noontide, ebbing and pecking At the flowery fruits of our dawn.With your increased Burden, the wine of wisdom fills our thirsty minds And your breathe evokes our evenings of tears. Where age begins,life ends Where age ends, life begins.