When he was young, he use to look forward to a basketful of thrills.
Now he only looks forward to a basketful of pills.
He takes a pill for this and a pill for that.
Sometimes he feels like a lab rat.
He use to love to look at all the pretty beach honies you know.
Now all that he wants to look at are food cooking shows.
A well penned poem of the day..... Truly impressive and delightful....5 stars*****
Pills! ! ! Hills of pains! Basketball! ! ! ! Thrills of the game. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
All thrills and dare devilries of youth will go someday. When old age comes one has to live on pills and simple foods. Nice write and congrats.
Basket full of love.. wonderful title! Many congratulations for this fabulous poem being featured today as Poem of the Day...5 stars.
When he was young, he use to look forward to a basketful of thrills. Now he only looks forward to a basketful of pills. He takes a pill for this and a pill for that.// written well; something thought-provoking; I enjoyed; congrats for being selected this poem as POD; from me 5******
in this poem basketful, thrills and basketful pills are related to the time; the time is a real fact of the earthly life; from cradle to grave everywhere the time is entangled; in the mind of youth the entire universe is full of dreams and thrilling but the time is a land of decaying and the dreams/thrilling on the way of exhausting and mind of the youth reach to the stage of mind of old where different disease defeats the mind of youth and compels to enter into the basket of pills/
Thank You Lamar. We will have to rely on our memories for enjoyment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ha! Ha! Ha! Such a wonderful poem representing the views and reactions of millions of people like me. Thanks for a generous dose of smiles under the garb of pills.