Munia Khan

Rookie - 36 Points (15th March.1981)

Growing Older - Poem by Munia Khan

Growing older is the shinning sun in the darkness but its spark cannot erase the absence of light

Growing older is the alluvion deposited by the flood of experience but its alluvium cannot protect the wash of sea against the shore

Growing older is the enfoldment of the past but its arms cannot stop embracing the future's arrival….

Growing older is the dim eye sight but those eyes cannot stop espying the shriveled skin…..

Growing older is the child's spirit with the zest to learn again how to count numbers which cannot stop counting one's days

Growing older is a success for the top layer of the earth's surface never to give birth to anyone but always taking everyone into its womb.

Growing older is the whey which always feels proud to see its own curds reigning all over but cannot retreat from its watery part

Growing older is the nearness to God which could have been pleasant, if it would be possible to put off the time of departure

Growing older is a blurred birth certificate that only can take us to this world's perplexed journey but it cannot smear the letters of the epitaph
Growing older is an absolute amusement when the infancy is leaving apart longing to shun the ultimate maturity..

Comments about Growing Older by Munia Khan

  • (2/17/2010 5:02:00 AM)

    I am inclined to change my name to offer comment on this Poem.
    So I shall become Mr Everyman to pay you homage for this Prose.
    Mr Everyman grows older by the minute
    and cannot fail to see the wisdom of your Words
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  • (11/11/2009 3:10:00 AM)

    My knees turn to Jelly, I just cannot get through.
    So I came in this way, to send you my Praise.
    see my normal route will not function this morning.
    I`m knowing not Why.So Write me by email.
    If you have the Time.
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  • (11/1/2009 12:14:00 AM)

    A very high level poem. True gem. (Report) Reply

  • (10/28/2009 8:56:00 PM)

    Let me be the First to give you +10
    I love this Poem, so clever, you use a few words
    that I had to look up and understand but that`s
    what it`s all about.....Understanding...and you have it.
    It`s a Gift.
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, June 10, 2012

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