Thousands of questions
bubbling in her mind
unable to ask
unable to swallow
the taste seemed bitter
the unanswered questions
popped now and then
leaving her in dismay
All she wanted was the answer
old age creeping in her
she knew that there won’t be a looking back
gone are the days
which she cannot bring back
She remained silent..with a smile
Awaiting the clutch of oblivion
when she will arise like the swan in the puddle.