When I tell you
Love at fifty five,
I hear you chuckle;
I see you smile
I hear you say
With penchant eyes,
What a way
To go astray!
Listen! My mate!
To what I say
My love has age,
Years twenty five!
Young to behold
And young in mind
It won’t grey old
A million days!
None can quench
The ocean’s thirst!
The sky can hold
All this abundant light!
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I was looking into your poetry files & discovered this one which sings the poet's song, describes the pathos of his heart & nudges the mind of all the readers especially the mine. saved into my favourite closet. thanks for sharing this sacred feeling.
Ahh the wisdom one would have in love at a mature age. I think this is a wonderful piece. Very well written
wonderful....: >, , , , .....: >....u brought a smile to my face kesav jee...this was so marvellous.
Love can be blended wth any age... I really liked this piece of work.....
Your poetry reminds me of Swami Vivekananda’s disciple Tan Ten {Josephine Macleod] when asked about age she used to tell 2/3 years…Lo! She was young but how can be 2/3 years? She replied that she counts her age from first meeting with Swami-ji is equal to 2nd birth [spiritual] Love decreases age...but mind it age is but just a stupid number …has nothing to do with Love’s shelf life of lovers...lolol ...greater the intensity of love no matter what is the MFD and has no ED Voted 10 Ms. Nivedita UK MFD = Manufacturing date ED = Expiry date
None can quench The ocean’s thirst! The sky can hold All this abundant light! Rachel Ann Butler
Yes.. As you told..I smiled But not the one which you said but with utost love that still you have a youthful heart to love behold it till death It will make you young day after day very good poem regards sandhya
I think this is incorrigibly sweet and I agree completely. Funny how age becomes like this extra aspect of our persons that is always a threat to make us look ridiculous somehow.
You are permitted to change your age younger....what else then
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
LOVE AT FIFTY FIVE...LOVE IS BEYOND THE BOUNDARIES OF AGE OR RELIGION OR SUCH IMMORTAL ENTITIES... ITS WRITTEN WITH INNOCENCE AND PURITY OF THOUGHTS... :)