Yearnings

As a little girl 

I set out to explore my little world 

In books, in gardens 

At home creating blunders

Yearning to discover some wonders

As I grew up as an adolescent 

Became conscious of my appearance 

Gazing in the mirror

The timid and dusky figure 

When I turned sweet sixteen

The awkwardness disappeared, I smiled with a beam 

I blushed 

I shied

I don't know 

Why I cried 

As I grew older

Stepped into the twenties 

So many abstract questions, in my mind, took entries 

My mind flooded with so many riddles

Unknowingly I began to fiddle 

As I stepped into Youth 

With a strong and healthy booth 

Learning to endure life's encounters

Facing bravely worldly banters

I don't know when Youth melted 

Where has my Yearnings 

Resulted 

The Wisdom I acquired with age

Had begun to give me solace 

When I looked at my horizon 

At my beautiful setting Sun.

The reflection of My Life Yearnings 

In mind were nothing but all along with Learnings.

Now I am a frail booth

like a child,  no Youth

No Learning, 

No YEARNING