Lives an Old lady in a narrow Alley..

She was Ugly ,yet she was 'Beautiful'....;

Her love for others was very awful....

She was small,she was Dark..;

Devoid of the very Glow and the Spark..

Broken teeth,.........., Wrinkled skin..;

Lacked the vigor,'wretched and lean'.....

She was in a Rugged Yellow cloth...

Draped as if it was the first.....

Her only companion was the only 'Moth'.....

There was No one to take care of her Happiness and Mirth......

The old Cramped walls,of her lowly Nest ....;

Was as precious for her as any treasure crest.......

She had a pot devoid of any water...;

Beholding a vague presence of any Desire.....

The yellow couch of her den..;

S peaked her unfolded story of Pleasure and Pain.....

Now she is Lonely and weak....

Her suffering was to its peak......

She was lame and Lonely......

Pathetic to see her thin and bony.......

At last tears rolled down ,except three last words..

"I MISS YOU"

Still strikes a question who was the YOU

among the very few?????!!!!!