Old Age - Selling Poem by Gajanan Mishra

I want to sell
My old age;
And for this
I have given
An advertisement
In an international
Daily Newspaper.
And the editor and
Publisher has added
A caption therein
'Old age has no price'.
I surprised
But uttered nothing.
Anyway, My old age is
Not mine, I realized
From the very beginning.
And no one came forward
To take the responsibility
Of giving the price in return.
But a chain of actions
And reactions are there
Within me, in the mean time.