a few strands

Image symbolic only

sun reflects

shines like a mirror

unfurls the sky

clouds float past

breeze runs

through few strands

flailing helplessly

on the top;

here come the rains

pitter patter

sounds stay

water drops land,

jumping off

flowing down in gay abandon

messing around

few strands all wet and drooping

on glistening brown;

it’s cold and frosty

iced it is

freezing all of it

shimmering white

strands flattened

beyond vision;

hurts beyond measure

open to vagaries of weather

leaving no option but

to reach for the cap

to save the few strands

on the bald pate

About purobighoshmohan

Advocate, Bombay High Court
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