Age Poem by prasanna kumari

Age

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old age is young age
under red red flame of forest
life not a wastage

young age is old age
not under yellow canopy of flowers
life a wastage

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Marvin Brato 10 January 2007

Simple but very meaningful poem, it signifies the importance of life. It is not how long a person lives that counts but how he spend it.Thank you for sharing. It teaches a lesson.

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Naseer Ahmed Nasir 06 November 2008

A paradoxical poem.......!

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Rakesh Bedi 16 September 2009

Well, depends, dear.......; for some young age is old age (result of accumulated karmas and it is vice versa for others, reason being karmas, indeed! ! !

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Marieta Maglas 13 August 2012

the spirit may be younger even we are old and vice versa-good poem, thank you for sharing....

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Gajanan Mishra 12 January 2014

I like the writing, thanks.

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Jayachandran Chakrapany 12 January 2014

An interesting mystic poem.jk

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 31 December 2013

old age is young age.... nice poem young age is old age with no more red rose no time to feel fragrance as it is lost chance

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Lalkrishna Varavoor 13 November 2012

short yet powerfull.

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Valsa George 06 September 2012

Yea, there is so much truth in this paradox, age is not the thing that counts, it is how well we have lived our life! Small but Big poem!

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