Old


​They say your sight betrays
when you cross too many years.

Across the road there afar
I saw you standing today
Perhaps someone else, I thought
After all, I am old now.

But tears peeped out just then
As a smile lined up my lips
What if so my old eyes betrayed
My throbs did always know.

And I just left with that old smile
Oh when will my heart grow.

© Arindam Dey

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