Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,

Gold Star - 17,498 Points (14-2-1957 / Tamilnadu, India)

Sonnet: In Old Age - Poem by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,

All life they slogged till crept on them old age!
Their children were the pupils of their eyes;
By habit still, to work they yet manage,
With spirit good, weary their body lies.

The toil they put is ‘yond an estimate;
Their loving service is just very great;
They wait for Time’s scythe to emancipate;
Disgruntled world, they can never satiate.

What a wretched world, this happens to be!
Unprepared even now, their senescence is;
Busy children care not for elderly;
But wise old-aged humans on earth’s a bliss!

’tis sad when strikes old-age the aged its gong!
The frail figures cannot withstand for long.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 27, 2003

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