The aches in my bones continue to grow louder with every tick of the clock. What once was a silence is now a daily reminder of a permanence that can never be attained. Somehow there’s beauty in that. If you so decide to look deeper.

old age

I’m looking forward to the days I can wear my lifetime through the wrinkles on my face, feet and hands. Visibly showing the journey that is gradually etching itself onto my body in today’s time. It will be a poetic story indeed.