Treasure Island

dr. ram sharma

(30 years / meerut)


An old lion
Has no significance now,
His time has passed,
Of thinking and doing something,
He is not able to walk nor sit,
Everyone has his time,
After that, he has to roll in dust,
His paths of glory lead to grave,
This is reality of life,

Submitted: Friday, August 29, 2008
Edited: Friday, August 29, 2008

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  • Tsira Goge (2/3/2009 12:54:00 PM)

    Good poems, ram.. The lion all the same is a lion, old or young... The king is-karol... The King has died? ! - long live the King? ! 10...
    Best wishes,
    Tsira (Report) Reply

  • Sathyanarayana M V S (9/2/2008 11:17:00 AM)

    A great message so simply so succinctly told.....wonderful Sir. Kudos with my heartfelt....10....This is poem to remember. (Report) Reply

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