Age Is Nothing But A Number Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

Age Is Nothing But A Number



I hear her voice flowing
Through the fresh leaves
And lets the flowers bloom
And bird to wake up from
Their deep slumber

In this old age I feel loved
I come out to take a stroll
Tread upon green grasses
Soaked in dew and dance
A thought passes my mind
If you enjoy beauty age is
Nothing but a number

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