The Sign Of The Old Age Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

The Sign Of The Old Age



I no longer seek friends
Though I like to be one.
I don’t desire to admire
Though I like to be admired.
I spend more time to write
Rather than to read others’.
Having reached the terminal,
Helps and favours go redundant.
Leaving footprints grows imperative.
16.12.2008

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Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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