Old Age, Sooner Or Later Poem by Ravi Kopra

Old age, sooner or later
Takes over you stealthily

And sometimes takes
Mericelss revenge and punishes

You by stealing your memory
and self for you to rot and rot

Bedridden you don't know who
You are. A half dead organism

An old man who gave all his
love to all, every woman he knew

Has his heart now blocked
Stented to let blood flow

The punishment he got for
His overflowing love for all

If it isn't your head or heart
The old age snatches from you

It may break your bones
Shut your kidneys, you can't pee

Make you breathless with asthma, pneumonia
And worst, breathless when you see a pretty lady

And it steals forever your ever rising libido
You rush for the blue pill and it doesn't work

It doesn't work and you sit alone with your head in your
Both hands and say - Allah, why do you punish me, such?