Old Age and Wisdom
A man on grey side of his long green age,
With wiser ways and values he preserves,
Can scarce claim still to be wisdom-filled sage;
And oft wears a face he seldom deserves.
It's easy wearing a borrowed image
Of Socrates, or flaunting grey-haired pride
That time bestows on a man at some stage,
Yet, fool's wisdom is not easy to hide.
Yea, old age that comes with heavy baggage,
Seldom makes man a newly minted saint,
For, each age has a blank canvas to paint,
And man wears this painted page on visage.
As no one's old till he so realizes,
So is wisdom that dawns, the man when dies.
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Sonnets | 03.05.04 |
Copyright © Aniruddha Pathak | Year Posted 2021
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