Unveiled With Age

Crowds and noise and people enthralled me When I had deciduous teeth. And a simple thought of loneliness Engendered collywobbles in me. How amicable people look when viewed with jejune eyes! Blanketing all kinds under pristine and untarnished label Without contemplations and with profound celebrations, Labelling the sweeter tongues 'good' And tactless simpletons 'deride'. Perhaps it was the age of innocence! It afflicted my eyes with myopia Hindering my childish wisdom for masques As one after another, the deciduous white pearls fell They did shake my bygone edifice of sagacity With each new rise, my style of mastication changed Sometimes to the left Sometimes to the right My food could not be chewed with stability Sometimes the hollowness after the fallen tooth engendered agony And in the artless custom of childhood, I believed all...... Then with time, the new convictions came Enamels with more glint and rock-like firmness With age, it pondered and with 'relations' it was illustrative 'That people are not always they appear!!' 'Their words are not always what they sounded!!' But by that age, I was one of them Deceptive in deed and sardonic in words Perhaps it was the stage of Adulthood!!