Old Age Poem by Moahammad Maleki

Old Age



He he gazed to his reflection in mirror
Wrinkles and crincles were all accumulated on his face
He replied bereft of any question to be posed
"It's enough"
He wished he was died.

Monday, October 30, 2017
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