SHE TALES 23 - Ageless Memoirs

The path of origins of rivers are the gracious glaciers..

The habits of origins of givers are the pious dwellers..

The childhood cherished and remembered..

The brotherhood celebrated and gathered..

All tunes to the ageless memoirs..

The memoirs of life as learnt and spent..

The memoirs of life as painted and adopted..

The expertise, ease, capabilities..

The moral, rational, vitale..

All greets the timeless memoirs..

The memoir traces the livelihood of grandparents..

The support, consort..

The warmth, relief..

The fresh air, rural serene..

All dates the endless memoirs..

The aroma of malai enriched dessert..

The aura of the rhythm pitched concerts..

The early morning drizzle walks along the fields..

The jolly evening puddle talks with sheep..

All graces the priceless memoirs..

The lullaby rings on dreamy nights..

The earthly glimpse of festive eve..

The hands that led thy hands towards creative rangolis..

The hands that backed thy hands on practicing cycling..

All grips the matchless memoirs..

Times of nature laws erases the ailing grandfather..

For the grandmother has become the lone survivor of doomed span..

The merciless children direct the way to shelter miles away..

For they inherit the antiques and mansion..

For they omit the ethics betraying the elderly mother..

The culture borne mansion was disposed..

For funding migrant settlement across borders .

The gloom stinged mother is now at old age home .

The room for vacuum ropes the wrinkled..

The norm of boredom pours it's baffles..

The tireless soul hopes and waits for her return back..

The flawless soul anticipates to hear her loved ones talk..

For she believes in her virtues and morals transcribed..

For she believes in ethics and integrity preached..

Her prayers turned futile..

Her desires turned a dream..

Her turmoil echoes wild cries at her heavenly abode...

The timeless memoirs archives the divine testimony of godly folks..