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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