I have come to a stage
When times hardly moves
I have come to a stage
When nobody cares for me
Even my kith and kens
I have come to a stage
When everything I feel
Come to a stand still.
Is it a feeling
When you become old and feeble
Whether you like it or not
I must welcome the death
Nobody can escape from death
Sure!
When I was a child
I was not aware of the things
What would I be
At the evening part of my life,
Or of caring for death.
Now, things move and move
andI would be no more
At any moment, vanishing in thin air!
nicely giving hints, pointing to a stage of life which is inevitable and well deserved to be chosen as the poem of the day, congratulations.
Old age catches up to all of us. I've bee trying to outrun him, but I can't run anymore! Congrats on poem of the day!
drops of water on a hot beach, as if, changing in to vapor.... heat breaking words....
drops of water on a hot beach, as if, changing in to vapor.... heart breaking words.... pc
Now, things move and move andI would be no more At any moment, vanishing in thin air! ! ..fine /
A witty philosophical reflection written with conviction. An insightful work of art. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.
Very impressive write, Ponniah. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
Reading it again as the PoD I feel you very well deserve the positioning. Congratulations Ponniah.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I was not aware of the things What would I be At the evening part of my life, - - - - - - - - -> powerful and emotionally touching lines. Well done.