After
Guardian’s Slow walker…
He is a puzzle, somewhat….
My kith, I
reared him from his childhood,
With all
affection and care.
There is
a change in him , sudden
Stupefying,
he smiles, away from group,
any
number of times, called, refused
at dining
table, to be one among us.
Dresses smart,
looks pretty,
Yet,
there is also a deliberate make-up,
Uncouth, dancing
in many rolls,
Singing as
if in duet, with steps
Related ,at
times quite out of place.
Me, wondering,
why, what is happening.
Rolling in
bed, he is not what he is,
he meanders
in different world,
rewinding
self
to present, he cant
for sure,
something of evil, not exactly
lurking
beneath his unsteady coil;
from
afar, me a silent spectator.
From his
freshness, like rose water,
he dons a robe dirty and uncouth,
not for
long, soon jumps into newness
shining
like Angel with Majesty
and mirth
twined on his face;
My prayers for his betterment soon.
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