Hide and Seek - Part 3 - Rhyming & Non Rhyming Poems by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

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41. THERE WAS A TIME

There was a time when i bludgeoned people with my rock iron fists,

now i didn't even have the vigor to raise my hands.

 

there was time when i drove my car at swashbuckling speeds,

now my legs quivered at mentions of automobile travel.

 

there was a time when drank barrels of beer with unprecedented gusto,

now i refrained from drinking even salted water.

 

there was a time when i cast frivolous glances at young maidens,

now i withdrew miles away from the faintest shadow of females.

 

there was a time when i clambered up the hill with robust spurts of euphoria,

now i stood at the base and admired the honey golden Sun; tumbling drops of rain.

 

there was a time when i chewed vicious petals of raw tobacco,

now i confined myself to a bland soup of banana curry.

 

there was a time when i shouted on the streets creating utter pandemonium,

now i talked in subtle whispers with my spouse; in imprisoned interiors of our home.

 

there was a time when i gnawed my teeth in the brittle body of sugarcane,

now i satisfied myself with frigid chunks of sour milk cream.

 

there was a time when i bathed in an avalanche of freezing water; beneath the mountain spring,

now i meticulously poured minuscule tumblers of hot water on my persona.

 

there was a time wrote sedulously; infinite lines of poignant literature,

now i dictated lethargic notes for my assistants to scribble down.

 

there was a time when i indulged in rambunctious brawls with my rivals,

now i begged them for perennial harmony with folded hands.

 

there was a time when there when i bore a thick shock of curly hair on my scalp,

now they had been replaced by frugal fibers of deathly white projecting timidly.

 

there was a time when i spotted oblivious outlines of bird in the sky,

now i wore high powered glass to distinguish my children.

 

there was a time when I dismantled rocks that came my way,

now I was petrified to even tread on ants that trespassed the floor.

 

There was a time when I sobbed at the slightest of provocation,

Now I stared in tranquil contentment even when ridiculed to bizarre limits.

 

There was a time when I laughed incessantly all Sunlit day,

Now I groped for inexplicably for profound reasons to smile.

 

There was a time when I romanticized wading through choppy waves of the ocean,

Now I perceived loads of gratification; sitting abreast my innocent siblings.

 

That was decades when I was bubbling in the zeal of youth,

Whilst now I lay shriveled; discarded as a disdainful liability; in the form of an grizzly hair man.