The Paining Age Poem by lalitha iyer
The Paining Age
It pains
to age
not in body
but in mind
when the lovely dawn
nomore cheers me
when my fragile limbs
aches more at morn
when the splashing wetness
make me fear of fevers
when the dashing kids
kill me with painful cramps
when my mind is done
I am done
no more brains
but only chains
when the world sings
I am afraid of noise
when the world dances
I am hating actions
When the food I eat
poisons me
when the hope ends up
into nothing but only nothing.
.... when the world sings/ i am afraid of noise....... pain, pain and pain? ! ? ! ? ! A nice poem depicting the powers of human mind.
when my mind is done I am done no more brains but only chains ------ poignant poem my friend...Thanks for sharing this lovely piece! ! !
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4/26/2024 12:11:39 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Quite an interesting observation. At times, the mirror is not that good a friend.