I stand in a corner....

everything seems to be

an echo....

an echo of the past

happy and aglow

goes skipping along

I walk somemore.....

an echo of the present

someone harried

is walking , lost

I go further ahead....

an echo of the future

one, having lived life

all those years.....

walks stooped low

furrowed brow.....

I see but do not believe

My disbelieving eyes

are an echo of me.....

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16th April 2014.....tejaswiniaura