GERENTOPHOBIA VERSES..

This poem i wrote as moulding myself into an old age character who is cursing his old age
but finally realise the importance of life ..just have a look...


Year by year , month by month , day by day are passing by ,
Feels no air to breathe and seems life is on standby ,
Flowers and leaves are falling and birds chirping in the sky,
waves playing with themselves and with the moon getting high.

Night jiggling with stars and fireflies are dancing,
Heart is rolling , mind is praying but body saying bye,
rocks might be tougher but stones aint daunting,
Age is getting older , sometimes feel like cry ,

But whenever i see sun which is full of energy and novelty,
It reminded me my youth , when i was brawny and upright,
morning and everning , i am pondering over this change,
Hang On , if this thought prevails ,rest of the years will fly.

Why cant i live my rest of the life with full of zest and zeal,
Nevertheless past is past but present must be beautiful,
I lived my lovely life with full honour and pride ,
So now no more looking backward and will be happy till i die.

...20:52 , 25 march 2010