When Present Turns Past Poem by RAMESAN V P

THE YOUTH LIVES ONLY IN THE PRESENT
THEY RULE, REIGN THE PRESENT
THEY CELEBRATE, DELIGHT PRESENT
THEY NEVER BROOD OVER THE PAST
THEIR PRESENT GLOW TILL THE YOUTHFULNESS
GLITTER, ROAR LIKE THE VIOLENT RAIN
THEIR RULE OVER PRESENT EXTINGUISHED
THE MOMENT WHEN THEIR YOUTHFULLNESS
START DEVELOP WRINGLES
THAT START DROOPING LIKE THE FINAL GLOW
OF A FIRE OR THE SUN BURNING BEFORE EXTINCTION
THEIR PRESENT TURN PAST
WHEN THEY EMBRACE THE FRAIL OLDNESS
THE PRESENT MAY NEVER TURN FUTURE
THE PRESENT IS DESTINED TO TURN PAST
THE FUTURE TURN TO PRESENT
ONLY TO CELEBRATE FOR THE YOUTH
THE OLD GRAZE OVER THE PAST, WITHERED SPRING
OF YESTERYEARS AND NEVER SEE A PRESENT.
THE PRESENT IS ALIEN TO THE OLD
WHERE THE OLD IS IN THE MAKING OF HISTORY
THE PAST CONFLICT WITH PRESENT
THE PAST CONTRADICT THE PRESENT
JUST AS OLD FIGHT WITH YOUTH
THE OLD IS ONLY A DEAD PAST
WHERE PRESENT ONLY LIVING
THE DEAD QUARREL WITH LIVING
BY DEEP SILENCE OF DEATH
WHILE THE PRESENT WITH UNALTERED EGOTISM
GLEE AND GIGGLE AT DEATH.