Bagya Lakshmi Poet Blank verse

All I Aware

DEAR READERS,

OUR YOUNG HEART RELUCTANT TO ACCEPT AGEING. BUT LET US REMEMBER OLD AGE IS A NOTHER  CHILDHOOD. SO, LET US RESPECT OLD PEOPLE



ALL I AWARE 

I  STEPPED  INTO THE SHRIVEL  AGE;

MY COAL BLACK HAIR TURNS

HER HUE INTO GREY;

EACH TEETH 

LIKE A SNOW FLAKE 

POISED TO FALL OUT FROM  
          
THE WOMB;

THE SKIN GROW FAINTER

AND THE BLACK  DAPPLED

EYES INTERRED  AMID

THE HOLLOW FRAMES;

ALL I AWARE 

I STEPPED INTO THE WITHERING AGE

THE THIN SMOOTH FINGERS

SHIVERS WHEN I FEEL THE FRAGRANT PETALS;   

ALL I AWARE         

MY LITTLE FEET 

MOVES IN MELANCHOLY

MY TASTY TONGUE

TURNS  DEAD.  
 
OH I AM IN MY RIPE AGE


                                                     S.BAGYALAKSHMI.

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Poet Destroyer A July 27, 2013 at 8:05 AM thank you for sharing, this with the reader. LINDA