Che Guevara T-shirts, anti-establishment mugs,
The youth gravitate to movements, like chipko and free hugs.
They go on to break taboos, create new trends,
As free spirited as Shiva, they society rules bend.
Driving fancy cars, wearing suits and necktie,
The middle age is boring, but foundational I won't lie.
Brick by solid brick, you carve your unique niches,
The Vishnu graces adults, bestows prosperity and riches.
With receding hairlines, and donning traditional wear,
The old age is minimalist, simplicity their mantra clear.
Ties are gently severed, that no longer heal or serve,
The isolated Brahmas, peace and silence deserve.
I pine once more for wondering eyes, want to like children believe,
Circle those who draped me as they liked, and like Ganesha victorious leave.
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