Kranthi Pothineni - Old Poet

My time is rhyming away
In these rhymes of my lays
Into a deep silence theme
With no music of forever's
Of my heart or of my soul

In this times of wrinkles
I rest in rich sweet silence
On my old long white hair
With no cry of rolling tears
That had grown old with me

In these folds on my face
Many songs are folded in
To rest in peace with me
With no sign of their ashes
Even to unfold in my rhymes

In trembling hands of mine
Words are dancing in eyes
To fly away from the sight
Of my golden white bread
That rules virtue of my rhymes

Kranthi Pothineni

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