Ageing Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Ageing

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Ageing

Age is what I don't like
If grown out of size
Wear glass; your teeth false
Carry cane when you walk
Such an age I don't like.

I pray to lone God:
'Long before take me out.'

Imagine glasses taken and
In its search you are lost…

The same is rest of life.

I hate age
If grown out of size…

Wednesday, August 3, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: solitude
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