He was lying on the
road among the beggars.
His blank eyes
A passer-by asked
his name, sensing
his class- - - -
what's your address sir?
'S-i-r? No, no I'm not sir, brother,
father or anything.'
'What's your name?
N-a-m-e? What's name? '
'I'm a man, m-a-n! '
but, I can't spell, man.
His voice was broken
and replies were more broken.
Arriving at sunset point
he has lost his keys
of locked memory.
He was suffering from
His blank eyes! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Most feared condition...the family are the ones most affected!
He was lying on the road among the beggars. I saw a similar scene recently in my travels. I saw this person lying on the roadside in the morning. Then lying in the same position in the evening. Beautiful poem bringing reality to the forefront. Thank you.
Alzheimers is a terrible disease. not only for the person but the family too
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Alzheimer, that terrible thing, wish that they would find a cure...
A very sad situation expressed so well. This is a disease that kills bit by bit. Thank you for sharing it Neela.
Have better understanding/insight into this dreadful disease. Thank you! I don't think I'll ever look at a sufferer as I did before. Congratulation! ! !
Very poignant poem about a dreadful disease that leaves a person living a nightmare..a ten from me and congratulations on being selected poet/poem of the day..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
At sunset point..... congrats on being chosen....