The Dawn Of Life Poem by Green Peace

The dawn of life is old age
Which appears when one looks like a sage.
A body like a bamboo, silvered hair,
criss cross wrinkles and a body of pain.
They try to find happiness but in vain.

Innumerable success and glory they had one day
But today they have none to say
a kind word or to them repay.
It was like the water squeezed from
the wet clothes,
But none to bear the burden of the dried coats.

Thus the dawn of life is a sad tragedy.
Which was once in their youth a comedy.
This dilemma consists of frustration, grief, agony,
sorrow, misery and pain.
In which man achieves nothing but experiences
only grief, shock and pain.

Man is the most eccentric animal on this earth
He treats everyone not like a master but a
servant since his birth.
Death too prolongs for such woeful old people
Who are by the societies harsh words
and emotions crippled.