“Getting Old, Getting Younger” by Krishna Bhaskar is a playful, pulsing rhythm of emotion where storms mirror the chaos within. It’s thunder, lightning, and love—wrapped in boldness, wit, and a touch of poetic swagger.

It’s raining hard

It’s getting dark

It’s a little cold

I am feeling bold

Too many feelings

Too much thunder

Getting old but

Getting younger

She is super tart

Off the chart

This isn’t a toss

I feel like a boss

They look at me

And they wonder

Deep down under

Getting old, getting younger

She said a thing

I felt like a king

How do I stop

It’s a boom pop pop

Too much lightning

Too much thunder

Getting old but

Getting younger