Perplexed Perceptions!

Temper tantrums of gullible toddlers, First tricycle rides with elder handlers. Silent touch of first love, And loud break ups with quailing noise. Babies and their nannies coddling, Old grannies, whiskey sipping. Anxiousness before dinner dates, Kicking it off with playmates. Inaugural meet with the first cigarette, Coughing it out with endless regret. Lonely benches with lonely people Girl friends and their gossip mingles. Muddy puddles with dirty feet, Bouncing children with cheeky fleets. Graduation caps in all their glory, Bouquet of daisies and a dress so flowy. Gaiety and remorse, It saw it all, A never ending chronicle, But the Lamp-post told me all.

What is temporary and what is permanent If we had all the answers, Won't we be impertinent to all the fate's favors. Crisp like the winter air was his presence becoming on me was his essence. Troubled eyes and sharp wit How can I forget his diligent insight. A recital in his own he told stories unknown A figment of imagination a momentary phase Enticing and enthralling our story propelled. If my dreams were to be produced He would be the director Of my theatrical debut, He would be the creator. The fictional element in my non fictional life Ceased to exist as the climax was reached A mystery himself He disappeared slyly What Enigma! What clandestine exit! Now that I rewind the tale He was never meant  to dwell As we all know: Not all stories are meant to last Most are Anecdotes  that always leave a cast.