Random Thought 50 (Reflections-Way Of Life) Poem by Savita Tyagi
Random Thought 50 (Reflections-Way Of Life)
So often I write
Like an old woman
Parting wisdom.
Like bread my words
Hang stale in time.
Of rich and powerful
A word is worth a million
Of poor and ordinary
Even million words
Aren't worth a buck.
Words from the old and wise are worth more than those from the rich. Words of rich are heard not because they make sense. Thank you for a beautiful poem.
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Old persons when speak or write their experience is behind the speech and write.