The young to old...
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Life is a huge book,
Pages of which just hook,
As you throw a look at the backyard,
Childhood to old age all stand in the yard,
Excepting the mind all limbs numb,
The mind still works like a bomb,
Roaring like a tiger,
Ready to click the trigger,
Excepting the self sermonising everyone to behave,
Everyone carelessly silent & suave,
Murmuring silently at the old man,
Pity at you old man,
The old man having seen life,
Cautioning everyone to be careful in love,
Behave with life,
Else you suffer like me abandoned at one corner in strife,
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(c) Akshaya Kumar Das
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem