chandra thiagarajan


Youth And Age - Poem by chandra thiagarajan

Youth and Age

Oh! Such glorious evening!
Is it melted gold
Poured
Across the skies?
Or
Is it from an artist's
Giant Palette
Splashed so bright?

My spirit bounces
At the enchanting reflection
In the shimmering waters;
At the twitter of the birds
From the swinging branches;
At the colourful flowers
Gently swaying in the breeze.

I dance
To the tune of my mind,
With the bells jingling;
It's soulful music ringing,
I am caught in a trance!


I emerge slowly—
Very slowly—
Only to find
Darkness
Having enveloped me!
Groping,
I shiver and shudder!

Alas! Youth has passed away! !
Age has come to stay!
Hark! Is it the bell jingling?
Nay! It is the death-knell tolling!


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  • Neela Nath Das (4/14/2012 9:03:00 AM)


    Insightful poem! We can n't deny the inevitable truth of life.Nice! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 14, 2012



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