Mag 252

There are no wrinkles

Yet life seemed to be wrung

Throwing constant puzzles

Still looking young

Then those coy dimples

Now the blemishes sprung

Hardships and the spine crumbles

Fading shine yet highly strung

Amidst gambles, garbles and giggles

Standing high and among

Classy and choicest essentials

A pale and jaded head hung

Drenched under the life’s wail

Only to dry under the summer rain

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