Wishes
ShakilAhmed
I love to live in the colourful land
Still I have so many things to mend.
When I count good deeds of my life
Surprisingly I find bad deeds are rife.
I passed my sunny days in hesitation,
‘To be or not to be’ retarded my decision.
This year I have completed my fifty,
And hungry time has devoured my agility.
My hair was soft and light
Few years ago I was straight and upright.
My piercing eyes were black and bright..
My alluring physique was trim and tight.
My complexion was enticing and fair.
My smartness was a thing to remember.
I wore a smile in my lovely face,
And was popular for my youth and grace.
I was like a hero of my small town.
But alas! My decaying leaves are falling down.
Past memories are only things in my store.
And think, I am a guest for some years more.
Yet I think days are not gone,
Still I have enough time to run.
Some noble things may yet be done,
I am determined – and I care none.
Some things to be done before the final sleep,
If I saw seeds, the posterity will reap.
Shakil Ahmed
Date: 7.10.2009
i really like this poem of urs... we cannot run from the tide of time but to struglle is life... till the last breath good idea... gr8 depiction
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Shakil! You have written this poem so beautifully! It does not matter how old you are. All that matters is the beautiful thought and the expression you give to your readers with your beautiful words.