The Savings For The Old Age. Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
The Savings For The Old Age.
Your son will rob you
If you over live.
Your son will kill you
If don’t part with.
Someone will do it
In case you have no sons.
Savings made for the old age
Is deterrent at the old age.
27.03.2009
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: old,son,sons
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poems By Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
Best Poems
Best Member Poems
Best Classical Poems
New Poems
New Poets
Best Member Poets
Best Classical Poets
Explore Poems
Explore Poets
Poem Of The Day
Love Poems
Baby Poems
Death Poems
Sad Poems
Birthday Poems
Wedding Poems
Nature Poems
Sorry Poems
Hero Poems
Poetry E-Books
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
8/29/2026 7:09:39 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
