At Seventy
I shall posses
All the attributes
Finer traits
Command a wand
With magical zeal
To line the words
At my will
To explode your minds’
And dwell perpetual
Blink your eyes
And I shall magical disappear!
Leaving truths trailing in golden flames
Across the stage
Of this world!
Words vibrant
Voice Catching…
A sudden hush falling in the crowd
Before claps resound!
The evening’s star!
At seventy
I’m the best poet on earth! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Curtains down!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~malinikadir
malini kadir
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