**like Faded Old Jeans! Poem by RAJ NANDY
**like Faded Old Jeans!
LIKE FADED OLD JEANS!
The old poet sits in his study and writes,
Invoking the Muses and goddess of rhyme!
His memories of the past and the realities of
things, -
Makes him wonder about the unborn future, -
as he pauses to think;
While thoughts clamor in his mind to pour
out in ink!
He has seen a few generations grow with time,
While writing about them in verse and rhyme!
They remain too busy to pause and think, -
About the prayers and sacrifices of their elderly
beings!
Like the Autumn leaves now the old must fall,
And our children have no time to bother at all!
But what they do all forget, that the generation
they have now beget,
Will find them outdated and worn out one day,
Like those faded jeans they are wearing today! *
-Raj Nandy
New Delhi
30 May 09
(*Those faded jeans shall go out of fashion one day,
We all come here, but not to stay! – Raj Nandy)
'Like the Autumn leaves now the old must fall, And our children have no time to bother at all! ................................................................. Will find them outdated and worn out one day, Like those faded jeans they are wearing today! *' Every senior citizen has to take this taste! You have written this wonderful poem with that delicate issue. Love with 10+++
Nice poem, at first I did not find how the title fits in but are the end it all came together
Will find them outdated and worn out one day, Like those faded jeans they are wearing today! * Wow...very nicely written.....A very nice title...Kudos for the thought process.....Philosophical....Brishti....
Your title is an excellent simile which suits the nostalgic mood of your poem. Excellent.10, of course. Warm regards, Sandra
this is generation gap. times have changed, so have values- well brought out. i enjoyed Subroto's comment.10 its time we gave up expectations of young. I am going to buy a new pair of jeans when the time comes to kick the bucket. can't go to heaven looking worn out... Mamta
And thus our glorious life has been reduced to....faded old jeans! ! ! Even after jumping on the Moon, garnering Nobel prizes, defying gravity, and doing a zillion miraculous, god-like things...we are reduced to...faded old jeans! ! Rajda, you are an incurable romantic...I'm curious which brand of jeans you (used to) wear..! ! Cheers. Subroto
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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hi raj very nice and touching lines great job cheers