Church Bell

            Church  Bell.

Church bell, metallic rings,

With   a sacred   twang of

devotional piety,

Its prolonged  hymn like rhythm,

Ringing  some distance  afar, 

You walk miles  away,

Carry  a   special  symphony.

 Now  I am in the special  ward

 A visitor  of  my  kith , craving

To see me  after  a  long time. Octogenarian              

Sitting  back  to  chat  and  smile.

Intermittent   coughs and  breathing   problems.

At  your  age, don’t  know  if   I will be ...

Cheer  up! Cheer up! I console .

                                  

My eyes suddenly caught up                             

With  fair  and    young  girl, yet

 wan with Something, not  answered

by the lup-tup of  her  heart;

   No, certainly  not the ripe time to

Ruminate about  the  Rebirth  and

Re incarnation ;may be skipping  rod

And pending  home work  stand before her.

Chill  bronchitis affected her; Treatment  is going on.

She innocently Looking  into the glass  bowl,

 her reflection, assures  her  growing charm.

The  glass   YERA  bowl slips  and falls to pieces,

The  testing  doctor  smiles  reassurdly,

Think   and thank your bugging evil 

around you, is gone.

You are out of danger. Have a long  life.

A day in the ward

Speaks volumes  of philosophy.