At The Age Of Fifty Poem by Sudip Chatterjee
At The Age Of Fifty
A man of fifty
Has passed the half of life,
A man of fifty
Is so wise & ripe.
He has surrendered
The age to death,
He is remembered
For his good faith.
The life for others
A better judgement at all,
He is not afraid
Of his rise & fall.
A tree is bloomed
Many after years,
A tree is cursed
When it Sears.
The rule is same
For all living of the world,
There is no escape
Everyone is walled.
A man of fifty is so wise & ripe. An amazing observation is drawn here with effect of age. There is no escape from ageing and death. An amazing poem is shared...10
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