Middle Age

Together as we steadily brace
Towards the middle of the race
The path ahead is so secure
It leaves me feeling very unsure
No sudden bends, no curves anymore
The road ahead is so straight
and towards our goals we replicate

The road not taken, long forgotten
Ifs and Buts and Dreams lie rotting
Under the pillow of my youth…
And long lost loves and sweet nothings
Murmur no more of could have beens
And I for want of hope and dare
Do to myself declare
“I follow the narrow, steady path of middle age
So that my children’s youth can be saved”J
And so I turn my cowardice to sacrifice
And continue to lead the steady path to middle age.
Niharika Bisaria