Old Age

               a passage to where

               I don't know

               one ticket to show

               destination unknown

               people rushing by

               faces all misty eyed

               some are crying

               some are sighing

               confusion in their minds

               not even knowing why

               the derma is an option

               but to some it's just a notion

               dreams crumbling down

               hopes shattered and blown

               death is welcome to some

               this must be the end

               this must be war

               only to realized

               this is old age in sight

                  

                

                

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Afzal Shauq's picture

good poem and done in a good way too.. your poems are really making sense and becoming more meanigful like this one... well done friend