You came to see me when I’m old; why now?

Why not when I was young and bold? Why now?

I lost my luster, my life, my love.

I’m rusty with age, nothing like gold; why now?

My youth has gone; you’re asking for what?

How many times should I tell you I’m old? Why now? 

There was a time that I begged to hold your hands

Now I’m shaking and weak, nothing to hold; why now?

My yesterdays were spring, summer, and fall.

Today, my cold winter remains untold; why now?

You assume that I am what I was that day.

I’m telling let it go, none to be told, why now?

You want to buy my love as it’s worth that day,

Trust me; it’s gone, worthless to be sold; why now?

Do you remember “Haloo,” what it was? And now,

If you open your eyes, our minds unfold; why now?

12/28/2015    Haloo

Inspired by Shahriyar