Is an old age curse?
I sat motionless after visit to an old home,
Sultry place and no visits and stay lone,
With all the agony of pains remain alone,
Reminds us of journey for self and only one,
Their woes and tales tore me apart,
Life was not smooth but in part,
People travels in jet but some still in cart,
Project self as noble and try looking smart,
Life seemed to me so hollow,
Found examples life to follow,
No joy, no happiness but only sorrow,
What to think of bright tomorrow?
I may pray for their happy and fine end,
Wish them all happy life and flowers send,
Some old couples did not succumb and bend,
Living in hope children may make amend,
Life once swept by devastating flood,
Even one’s own harass and thirsty for blood,
How to feel charm and end so good,
Some even faced starving without food,
Life is not that dull or full of comedy,
Events try against and result in tragedy,
Sometimes turn so ugly and bloody,
Your own kith and kin act as somebody,
It is shame on us and on humanity,
Why to blame self and also divinity?
We ignore good just before our vicinity,
We live in world and not in infinity
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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