Extraction And Renunciation Poem by Indira Renganathan
Extraction And Renunciation
Turned forty
Turned one tooth Wiggly
Pained badly, got extracted quickly
Poor he felt shameful
Thought without one tooth
Looking awful
Turned sixty
Black and brown and yellow
And broken..all gone.Lo
There's a lost battle field now
Made up his mind
Renounced all his war
Mindless of his look
No teeth? So good. He doesn't have the botheration of brushing them. Interesting poem. Tfs
Made up his mind Renounced all his war Mindless of his look....appreciated this stanza of great substance. A wonderful poem dear madam. Top score!
With age you get matured and renounce all worldly things. Even looking good does not matter. Very nice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 11:19:56 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A very meaningful write. As we grow older, we become wiser in dealing with life. Another brilliant write.