That Old Man Poem by Gajanan Mishra

That old man
I have seen him
On that bank of the river
And he told me so many things
O my dear, let me tell you
About that old man and his future.

That old man
Who is he ask me not
I am not in a position to answer
I know though that old man who has
Lived so many years with some purpose
And what is that purpose ask me not, my dear.

That old man
Has acquired so many experiences in life and
Knows so many things about leaves flowers fruits water air
And about roads buildings mountains forests animals birds
And about the earth and the sky and let me say he is the moving
School of our area and seeing him even the rising sun can able to
Know the story of how to and what for he is going to set.

And when to set the old man knows better than anybody here,
O my dear, ask not why he is going to die and why he is going
To live with so much luxuries that have no role to play
In the real life and let me explain in clear terms that they
Who were talking and smiling so loudly where are they now
That old man know very well why he is there on the queue so long.