Growing old with you, but withiut you.

Lonely presence.

In the life’s ticking pendulum,
I grow older than my age.
Adorned with your memorable emblem,
Feel locked in the sunken cage.

With every days rising sun
And under every nights twinkling stars.
Illusions of you surround me,
But the delusions awaken the scars.

With the time stitched to your musings,
I grow older than old with you.
But without you
Sharing my silence behind the mums.
I grow old with you.
But without you.

Lame walk of my feet,
Looks for your footsteps beside its.
Trembling on the path unknown,
Blisters on the feet are grown.

Conversing to your shape formed in air.
I walk with you.
But without you.
Extended In my uncut aged hair.
I grow old with you.
But without you.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Life can be sweet or can be bitter. Both places were written in your words. Life is learning. Be kind to the people who are kind to us. Thank you Mustafa for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.

Coyote

[Mustafa Merchant]

Thank you for taking time out and reading it. It’s most appreciated.

[Coyote Poetry]

Was my pleasure and you are welcome.

[Najam Us Saher]

Every struggle we face makes us stronger, you have described your loneliness wonderfully well. I cannot stop reading your poetry. Thank you so much for sharing this. I have found a very talented poet today.

[Mustafa Merchant]

You words are too kind for my very 1st attempt to write. But they are pure feelings than words.

[Najam Us Saher]

Feelings are what makes a poem shine brightly.