I still remind myself—
at an age for retiring—
there's no satisfaction
to my restless desiring.
Our unbridled desires have to be checked as we begin to age! It is desire that often causes dissatisfaction in life! Well put!
hey, valsa! seeing your name and comment lifts me—thank you. yes, even at seventy what freud called the libido refuses to rest entirely. hoping you're tip top, appreciatively, glen
Well articulated and nicely encapsulated with conviction. An insightful creation. Thanks for sharing Glen.
you're welcome, and thank you, chinedu, for commenting. good to see your name; it's a reminder i haven't visited your postings for a while. hoping you're well in all ways, glen
Desires are many and these come restlessly. After retirement also these do not stop at all. This poem is very brilliantly penned....10
hey, kumarmani! thank you, as always, for reading and commenting. yes, seventy years old, and there's no let up from keeping the reins on desire. be well! -glen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Glen, So true Glen. Age is not a factor to decrease your desire. In fact as you perceive the world and its beauty over the years, your desire grows like a tree. I see the beauty of truth in this poem. God bless you Glen.
Hey, Geeta! So good to see your comment. No, age does not necessarily decrease desire. I, for one, have to remind myself of lessons learned in the past, of the experiences that taught them. Hoping this finds you well and thriving, Glen