You learnt
something or a lot
for sixty years or more
keeping your nose
to the grindstone.
It's time to halt!
Come on! Throw away
those grammar books,
and discard those language lessons!
Try something akin
to your hunching spine...
help fellow humans
or chant the names
of the Divine.
Of what use, is stock pile
when it is not for consume? !
Of what use is knowledge
when it cannot blossom
into true wisdom? !
Look at the twilight welkin!
The milk is getting sour.
come on, add some butter milk!
You can savor
sweet curd tomorrow.
wisdom thoughts great and amusing... i will remember this in my life after sixty meaningful write though 10++++ Lovelots, maia
words of wisdom surely they come when after sixty dont they? nicely penned dear Satya anjali
Wisdom speaks in your verse! I am 60! It looks it is said to me! Nice poem!
a lesson from the hunching spine reads good...a wisdom piece....10
'Of what use is knowledge When it cannot blossom Into true wisdom2 You are right-beeing too clever is not very clever there is wisdom in a tree or just beeing I love your poem
i hope i have the chance to follow the advice...nice poem.
Sathy, I don't have to worry about sixty any more but this is a well constructed poem. Keep up the good work. Lynn
hey dont abuse 60+. they have a lot f experience and are raring to go with confidence. look at me i took to poems at sixty.nice poem voted10 surya
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice thought indeed Sathya...very skillfully woven into a poem..10