Tread softly, as I wait for time,
Twilight of life, well past my prime,
I have had many jobs, some true, rest mime,
... living it when life was a melody to a rhyme,
Good, Bad or Evil ! a few crimes,
Some apples, a few limes,
... and courage when life covered me in slime,
I look up to the moon,
... time may be just too soon,
Is death a myth, a truth or a boon ?
Past life’s desert, across the dune,
... midnight, after a sunny noon,
No one here, but me and the silence of a croon,
Last meal ? I smile and put down my spoon
This is the first ever poem I wrote (outside classroom, without any compulsion). Written on 11 January 2017, it will always have a special place for me.