An Oldman's Prayer Poem by Valsa George
An Oldman's Prayer
I am a paling star to be washed out
In the dazzling brightness of the arriving dawn
As I look back to the prime days
I see them flying away in a flurry
Like scraps of paper whirling in the gale
A dense fog crawls up into my eyes
The verdant vistas and smiling faces
Have discoloured like weather worn paintings
The violet shadows of red rocks
Form a dark cave within me
Nothing subsists in the dells n' hollows
Of my memory
I wilt under Age's burning breath
And wither under its deadly blight
While waiting at the Departure Lounge
I now have only one prayer;
Don't let me scorn and disdain the young
Whose sky is wider and dreams endless
Who walk with nimble feet and sure steps
To conquer the world that has left me a scrap!
You are not old. Poetically at least you are one with the young ones, this poem proves. Beautifully penned. Flashes of brilliance dotting this poem are many - Age's burning breath, scraps of paper whirling etc. etc. (10)
Oh sorry! I didn't know this was an old man's prayer. Didn't read the caption - my apologies.
what a nice prayer..soon i'd say this prayers too..We are all next in line
Don't let me scorn and disdain the young Whose sky is wider and dreams endless....what a generous, peace-loving, and lovable old man he is!
From a dark cave within me. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem is just another master-piece, from you, Valsa George. I'll say you're one of PM most gifted Poets. A prayer indeed, we all need prayer!
Thank you so much Clarence for your words of great appreciation! I feel humbled!
I am a paling star to be washed out In the dazzling brightness of the arriving dawn - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Don't let me scorn and disdain the young Whose sky is wider and dreams endless Who walk with nimble feet and sure steps That has conquered the world and left me a scrap- - - -Acceptance of age with humility and a prayer for the future generation- - Such a wonderful write, thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Don't let me scorn and disdain the young Whose sky is wider and dreams endless Who walk with nimble feet and sure steps To conquer the world that has left me a scrap! I too feel and prat like this. A wonderful poem.