Old Age

1   Weary body in weary soul

Yet longing for its depart  from world

Daunted by consistent thoughts of    death

Oh god!heal my heart,heal my mind

Wheel has  withered happiness

Inheriting   profound silence

Thou days were enthusiastic and glittering

Life was blissful and alluring

Old memories hanging on wall

Like a shining surface on sea-shore

Wrinkles on cheeks ,loose skin  of arms

Moron ,gloomy face with dusty white     bristles of hair

Fragile legs holding club in hands

Hallucinating path of heaven,path of light

2  Oh god ! wipe my tears ,wipe my grief

One day in disbelief,I heard my soul voice

Thy days were gone ,when you were young

What prints you left on Earth,What        philosophy of Karma you wrote!

Scooped in soil , scooped in coffin lying  beneath Earth

Time for revolution,Time for rebirth

Harness wealth , prosperity and benevolence  attitude

One more chance to change and feel Gratitude

Those days were inspiring,fierce and charming

Desperate for ambitions,Desperate to be loved

What a fate has discovered

3  Rather than an end ,it’s a beginning

Acknowledge thy soul , Path to reach God

Essential part of human role, The Ultimate Goal

Source of peace,contentment and happiness

Mend thy work,Mend thy time

Oh god!cherish my mind ,cherish my soul!

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  1. I would say everything what others had said…plus I believe we should plan our death as well just like we Plan our life. Plan our death means rather than keep thinking we should enjoy the moment we have and do something like visit places, read or most important write.


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