Every Age Has Its Beauty Poem by AtreyaSarma Uppaluri

Life is a play and also a war of many a hope;
We should learn with every trouble how to cope.

Every age and stage has its beauty and music;
So at no phase of life we should feel sick.

Don’t feel guilty about your desires at all;
They’re the rudder of your life which isn’t small.

Then your desires were a simple spree
For you were totally gay and carefree;
Now your desires need an effort and will
Even as you’ve duties to perform with skill.

Then you were a chirping and warbling bird;
Now you’re a singing and inspiring bard.

Then you were a free-floating cloud;
Now you rain smiles of joy all around.

Then you were playing by the Ganga river;
Now you sail it in a swan like canoe to deliver
Sweet songs of your life without any shiver.

[Dec 19,2009: : Lincoln, NE, USA]