(anti) wrinkled thoughts ......................

My dear sansara

I can’t unwrinkle your desires any more

Look at me

Dear

It is not possible to soften your heart any longer

No moisture left within

So how can I discipline dryness of your soul?

My fingers aren't softer anymore

I need no nail polish

So do not enclose any with the next packet you’re sending  

Ah! Yes

The ring once very well fitted is hard to hold

It’s slipping through my fingers

My eyes

since your last visit

i didn't bother to read them

though, the mirror is still healthy ( the one you sent to me)

So my eyes, 

They are blinking don’t capture your images easily

i am wondering 'how you look these days'

Dear sansara

The body

Once aid your thirst no longer functioning

No! It is not my fault baby

That is the true story of flesh bones and blood

 Ah! The Baby of yours

She is a big woman now

Yes she visits me, often though

She is trying to UNiTE this globe

I do not know how

That is what she says, when ever she visits

I am glad though

She still remember the path to our home

Dear sansara sorry to say ‘our home’

You have a home else where

Idiot me

‘My memory’, oh!  I can’t locate it

Yes

She, your daughter brings loads of things home

Yet

There is one thing she always forget to bring along with her suit case

Her ‘affection’

I don’t inquire though

She once asked my age touching my wrinkles, from a distance

Has she forgotten my birth day?

(Un)Pardonable

She is busy, very busy

she travels across continents, she says

Ah! once she bought a pair of shoes for me,

she has forgotten everything 

don't worry my walking stick, it is beside me 

Dear sansara

please find the photo enclosed and enveloped here with

the one your daughter took about seven months ago 

have a pleasing life

until i try to send you my next note ................

( Thank you internet for the picture courtesy)