Old Age

A poem on beauty of old age

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Rashi Renwal
Rashi Renwal 03 Apr, 2022 | 1 min read

You still have those dead remain of childhood,

when you used to play on woods

Lost time can never be found again

Can think only of those dead remains!!

Today, stuck in this old age

Everything feels like a cage

At one time skin used to twinkle,

But now it is full of wrinkles.

You have to fight with your poor health,

Which will take much of your wealth.

Everything that comes has to go ,nothing is immortal

But don't let yourself live on bottles.

Although you have nothing to chase,

But one thing that you should die with grace!!

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