Dr. Upma A. Sharma Poet Rhyme

Mend Thyself

Mend thyself




  When skin creases and silver colours the plait,
    Nest empties, then starts that endless wait;
             Better be your own best friend,
                   Part with that dull trend;
                              Stay happy,
                                  Mend;
                             Dress snappy,
                          Defy ageing, blend;
                  Youthful times don't ever end,
                 Let sweet melodies reverberate;
  When skin creases and silver colours the plait.





Written Nov 1, 2018
For "Andaree" contest 
Sponsor- Emile Pinet

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Archana Garg September 23, 2021 at 8:48 AM Hi Upma.... This is just a wonderful piece.....really encouraging...

Darlene De Beaulieu November 1, 2018 at 6:06 PM Hello Dr.Upma A. Sharma, this is a beautiful written poem. It must have tricky to type. I like the way you did this poem. Have a nice evening my friend.