How have you reversed the columns of growth?

By virtue of what have you taken this oath?

Your smiles reveal a secret tale of joy,

Quality life and beautiful youth both.

 

Dynamism is only a word, there is more to your face,

Or it is only my eyes that see what you showcase.

But then there is some sort of vivid exuberance,

You trek a different road, when all are in same race.

 

I am not exaggerating neither am I telling a lie.

Least difference between then and today, I sigh.

Some magical phenomenon or miracle I see,

You look vivacious still though a decade has gone by.

 

Defying age, genre and social stratum,

You seem to have grown like an emblem,

Pushing through the mind of philosophical elite…

Vibrant and energetic like a beautiful blossom.

 

Spreading the mantra of looking-young and cheerful,

You dare the time and have stayed eventful…

Charisma of yours seems to have grown multitude;

Fascinatingly, you have stayed sweet & beautiful.