The Gnawing Old Age Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
The Gnawing Old Age
People counted on are drifting away.
Trust in them for care is evaporating.
Siblings have become as good as dead leaves.
Offspring is wilting to be a promise.
Wife has turned a doubtful candidature.
Not to say about in laws, not my blood;
Anyone past eighty will experience this.
Fear of helpless death will gnaw him till death.
06.03.2018
Thursday, March 8, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: old age
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5/6/2024 2:14:21 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Such a great poem, dear poet👍👍👍