HE REMINDS ME

He reminds me back when I was thirty-one and he was thirty Acquainted with him in the mid-month of humid February He reminds me of fresh boiled tea, roti and chick pea And the ceiling fan he took snaps for streaks continuity He reminds me of Japanese comics and series of anime Which he could read and watch anytime of the day He reminds me of cricket, football and all the games he play And the time when he sang Aurora's runaway He reminds of streams, mountains and valley Showed me pics and clips of the northernmost India's beauty He reminds me whenever there's an outage of electricity How we struggle in life out of life's complexity He reminds me that what keeps us going are money and responsibility And we should be contented with it and just be happy. He reminds me whenever I feel sleepy Like him, I once was dependent on melatonin gummy He reminds me of his yellow-striped collared tee How it hugged and clung his body perfectly He reminds me of his jaw and chin so beard-y How I wish I could caress them tenderly He reminds me now with everything I see But everything is just a wish and I can't have him, unfortunately.