Age ponders, pen a new page when
Age can’t carry its carriage when,
No more gets born new courage then.
Age ponders, pen a new page when,
Life gets peeved of post-passage then.
New dares are hard to hail in when,
Past quests get sung in new rage then.
Mundane move ways of marriage when,
No room romance to restage then.
Tired, living long life of rage when,
The old man turns unto sage then.
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Ghazal | 10.09.2025 | carriage, courage, marriage, rage, sage, stage
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