Eyes of the Old 

since i was young

people around me said

the older the wiser

so driven by a silly desire

to know and explore

i started to look

at the smallest detail

in the eyes of the old

 there was wisdom

just as they said

but it wasn't the only thing 

pain also filled their orbs

wrinkles maybe the price 

to wisdom knowledge and all

but they are  also the scars

of long hardship full of fights

their eyes may shine 

but they sometimes gaze

into empty space 

as if life's burden

 isolated them  from the rest 

they paid the price of wisdom

with too many wrinkles

but their lips kept a smile 

 that was somehow mysterious

but driven by a silly desir 

i kept on watching them close 

i got to know that that smile

is the sign of fulfilment

of Self-satisfaction

and  lasting happiness 

and that made me wish

to grow older very fast