Enough have I seen, these eyes have grown old now
It’s just a long wait, for destiny to drop a tear.
It’s a wish not fulfilled, to watch my past;
Amidst the veils of mist I grope for my memories;
I have grown old now, and I want to see no more.
Years seem decades when solitude is the only friend,
But time has lost its value; And so have I.
This wooden armchair, that aluminium tumbler
And these medicine bottles shall be of no use one day.
I have grown old now, and it’s time for me to leave.
Time and age has made me a refuse now
The same ‘me’ who was once a father, a husband;
But plants are no longer of use if they don’t flower.
Winds were never so cold; neither was I.
I have grown old now, and I wait for the call.
I wait for the call, all ears, but I don’t hear;
There’s nothing else left, the journey’s over.
I have lived my smiles and tears to my fullest,
Now I have no hopes, fears or regrets.
I just wait, for someone to take me
To the adobe of serenity; but for that
I need to get His summons; I’m tired now;
It’s time for me, and my old destiny, to sleep.