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.