More Collur Poem by Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi
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To me
As I age
I become
A shadier
Tree
More accepting
Less rejecting
And my standards
Now less exacting
This maturing
Gave me wings
Gave me fins
Now I am on a
Speeding spree
No more bound
Freedom, I greet.
Nalini
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life,lifestyle,sad
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5/2/2024 4:31:28 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Truly, with age humans mature and also become free.Loved reading it.