Close to midnight
On last day of year last,
Felt I a caress,
Heard I a whisper
“Wake up for just a second,
To bid bye bye… goodbye…
Thorns I take back
Roses I leave behind;
Remember me
When you come across
Laughter in the nests –of newly weds,
Gurgle of babes-new born,
A line in the maze-of Muse,
Tears awakening –the petals…
Remember me
When touched-by moon gleam
Or Sunshine on roof tops
Of dreams rising-afresh;
And when swept
By time-bound
Wind of next second...
Hark!The first stirrings!
Murmur of nestlings,
Message of oceans—woken
Echo of mountains-conquered,
Fall of leaves-old,
Like ancestors making way
To lives— young!
Merged into the shadows
Of years gone…
Scatters ‘My Months’
Memories gathered...
Remember me ,when you come across...
Nuggehalli Pankaja
