Unveiled With Ages

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,

Labeling the sweeter tongues 'good'

And tactless simpletons 'deried'.

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!!