Elderly Old Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE
Elderly Old
I'm young than the time
I'm small than the space
The time has no expiration date
The space has no also
The time has no age
The space has no also
I'm the part of the time and space
In an anxious sense I grow up old
It's an elderly old in the cage of counting or shape changing
The changing comes to update the memo of death
But the time and the space have no shape and no fear of death
Elderly old is not fool
Yet, lives life in fear of death's role
04.10.2020 Chattogram
I'm young than the time I'm small than the space So how can be old? A nice idea, a wonderful presentation.
A wishful thinking, which every poet does in his own way. Timeless journey and stuck between the two worlds. Had this being true we would have remained aimlessly. A thought provoking poem 5**
Yes, man lives in constant fear of death, especially as he grows older. Death is an irrefutable reality! We have to bid good bye to this earth one day or the other.....! This truth is given powerful poetic expression!
Changes and challenges! ! ! Life! Birth! ! ! ! Growing old. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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4/20/2024 1:02:54 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Very well captured the death and elderly walk between time and space. Great admirations for this conception and awesome intellectual penning. Thank-you.