She watches me with an innocent doe-eyed expression,
I look into her face, the pockmarks and pulsating wrinkles have their sad say,
Her voluminous hair appear to be balding all along,
Eyes that yearn to sleep,lips that long to gel,
For she cries inside looking at the life I live
She watches me walk towards the sink,
I take my comb and brush my hair,
Take the mini make up kit and start setting myself,
Look a hundredth time in the mirror,
I find the lady still gaping at me with wondering eyes,
Crying inside looking at the life I live
She watches me laughing out loud with my friends,
Talking about outings and parties,
She watches me with curiosity,
Maybe the thought of "Will I ever?" crosses her mind,
She walks towards me just to trash the used tissue I had left near the sink,
Crying inside looking at the life I live
She still watches me while I cry out my problems with friends,
Grumbling about petty issues and concerns,
She walks towards me with bleaming eyes,
Just to convey the message in a very timid tone,
"God is grateful to all, be grateful to him"
She then walks inside to resume with her toilet cleaning,
This time I realise I was mistaken,
Because she cries inside looking at the thankless life I live
I look into her face, the pockmarks and pulsating wrinkles have their sad say,
Her voluminous hair appear to be balding all along,
Eyes that yearn to sleep,lips that long to gel,
For she cries inside looking at the life I live
She watches me walk towards the sink,
I take my comb and brush my hair,
Take the mini make up kit and start setting myself,
Look a hundredth time in the mirror,
I find the lady still gaping at me with wondering eyes,
Crying inside looking at the life I live
She watches me laughing out loud with my friends,
Talking about outings and parties,
She watches me with curiosity,
Maybe the thought of "Will I ever?" crosses her mind,
She walks towards me just to trash the used tissue I had left near the sink,
Crying inside looking at the life I live
She still watches me while I cry out my problems with friends,
Grumbling about petty issues and concerns,
She walks towards me with bleaming eyes,
Just to convey the message in a very timid tone,
"God is grateful to all, be grateful to him"
She then walks inside to resume with her toilet cleaning,
This time I realise I was mistaken,
Because she cries inside looking at the thankless life I live
Dibya Maheswari
CC, CL
ToastMaster
Madhapur Toastmasters