What Is Old - Poem by Gajanan Mishra
When everything is
Changing at every moment
what is old, my dear,
tell me if you know.
Tell me your name and address,
Tell me your contact number, if any,
and mail me firstname.lastname@example.org,
I am here to tell you how new you are.
I see prospect in you
I see world order in new perspectives
I marked every change here in your
style, tone and tenor.
This is I, ever green always
and you are that without old age.
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