The Old Age Poem by Ari Alsio

The Old Age



Old age is,
poured experience,
a fragile vessel,
which no one dares to touch.

Sunday, October 4, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: old age
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 04 October 2015

Old age it has its own positiveness to the world through their experience, guidance and attention. A beautiful poem.

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Ari Alsio 04 October 2015

Thank you for your response pleases me very much.

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Ari Alsio 04 October 2015

Old age is a lot to know, tolerance in young people's stupidity, tacit knowledge is an old father, as well as within the granny, notes, asking only configurations of wisdom, until I die or I wake up the dead.

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