The Diabetic carefree soul in his late fifties
who excuses for the frequent urinate in dreams
and his regular snoring over the entire sleep.
His spouse worries about him always
and devotes like a mother who cares a new born child.
'Please do not touch this; it's full of sugar and starch
Oh! leave these; it's Cholesterol and salt'.
No alcohol & smoking; totally banned all.
She gives him a balanced diet
and take him for exercises everyday.
There is lot of restrictions.
Make love also very seldom nowadays
And even a caress too strictly prohibited.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nimal - I also wrote a poem entitled 'Twilight' and it does fall in the same category as this one of yours. We are getting older, but still have alot left to experience if we just don't give up too soon. The body may be giving up, but the soul goes on forever............................ Linda