Defiance of Mind
The count goes on, as a matter of time
It's significance, a mere state of mind
The second was created, to tick for a minute
Monumenting the hour, we erected a 'Watch' tower
Hours turned to days, then weeks became months,
and as if that weren't enough, someone 'Counted' the months
Commemorating the first second, nay! shed not a tear..
Although its young life has ended, we decease another year
We are irate by the 'Count Down', when we celebrate,
'Happy Birthdays', as a clown with a frown...
As for me! I'll have no part of times game
Nor will I become a 'Sum Total', the equation's the same
Ageless and forever young, while
time I defy, and death I sneer...
'tis but a fool that gets older,
Counting every New Year...
The fountain of youth-filled 'Ability' is
indellibly sipped from our aging minds
05.11.2010 (Still writing)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem