we grow old
our friends grow old
friendships grow old
the around of me, the nature grows and passes away
the leaf of remembrance becomes wither
reminiscence sometimes goes to dungeon of oblivion
but no; you are not on the path of old
you are not on the path of exceeding goal
you are wise,
the rules and ruler of wisdom,
the pioneer of wit and freedom,
the sagacious climax of knowledge by born
you never grow old
you are evergreen gold
you are my beauty
I name you poetry
-12/30/2019 10: 35: 00 PM CTG, BD
wow, a great emotional writing, thanks for sharing the poem with us
Age is just a number! ! Wisdom will never grow old. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
you never grow old you are evergreen gold you are my beauty I name you poetry and ur so lucky you are her poetry she may ur POEM B
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
By saying you are not a poet you have.are me a none plet. But you are a poet and a good one. Love them all.