veeraiyah subbulakshmi

Generations Of Life - Poem by veeraiyah subbulakshmi

Who had thrown all those rustic attires,
Now worn by these old miss and master,
Who have dry cleaned all those silvery flowers,
Now worn by these young miss and mister,
Who have abandoned all those petty toys,
Now picked by all these infants and toddlers
Who have lost their age to remain with memoirs,
Now edited and reedited to be the perfect travelers.

Listen to this poem:

Comments about Generations Of Life by veeraiyah subbulakshmi

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Friday, October 25, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 26, 2013

[Hata Bildir]