Seeing your shabby portrait
of old age
I remembered once long ago
how you captivated me
with your gorgeous
youthful shape
and charming face!
Beautiful poem. Love, age, memories compose this fine piece of writing
Old Age reminds of bundle of experiences! Charm May fade off but the cherishma lives forever......
old age that destroyer of beauty but maybe you can still see the inner light and that is beauty too
And so is the life it keeps on changing colour, shape, size and everything with time.10++
Life and birth! ! ! Growing up! ! ! Growing old! Facing the ways of nature. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
how you captivated me with your gorgeous youthful shape, ....... just well done, thanks for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Youthful shape of face changes in old age. An amazing poem is wisely penned.