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Tithonus- An Ode

Now I fragmentally believe and understand

The plight of Tithonus booned by the Goddess

He had longed to love and forever be young

Old he became like a withered fruitless tree

Praying to the heavens to set his soul free

                                                                          In my fanatic middle-age blues

                                                                          I was illusioned with greenhorn hues

                                                                          Wished for youth and vigour to forever remain

                                                                          In the pretty,beautiful world- nature's domain

Looking at the truthful mirror

I turned away my face in horror

White strands all over my head

Envied men who were newly wed

Vigour,energy made me delirious

Approached shady quacks I was serious

                                                                          Wanted my age to stand still

                                                                          Wanted my heart to beat stronger

                                                                          Looking back five decades

                                                                          I wanted to live five longer

Never I thanked Nature for the wisdom

Which was gifted from heavenly kingdom

Kingdom of Time where He is monarch

                                                                         I dabbed colour on my hair

                                                                         Swallowed pills on empty stomach

                                                                         But.. those aches and pains,decayed teeth

                                                                         Failing eyesight,wrinkled face no myth

At eighty I tried to walk brisk and upright

My breath fell short my chest felt tight

I had an official heart attack-kept to my bed

Grandchildren came by my side gleefully they waddled

                                                                       I gazed up to the peeling old ceiling

                                                                       Told nature"To part with body I'm willing"

©bishu