Retirement a Mirage
Retirement a mirage....
Retirement is a grand mirage
A distant vision, vaporizing into nothingness
A lie told a hundred times to sound like truth, but retirement is a grand mirage.
Man was not born to retire
To lie Ideally, while life passes by
But to tear open the veil of retirement
And look into the future, with a new born curiosity.
How can you burn the love poems of your youth
How will you hide the scars of your suffering
How will you hide your wrinkles behind a hollow retirement
How will you bury a life time of struggles in an antique box.
If your lips want to smile, go ahead
If your eyes want to shed a few tears, go ahead
If your heart wants to dance, go ahead
If your soul seeks new adventure, go ahead
If You cannot run, walk,
if You cannot walk, crawl, but go ahead
If life does not give you smiles, share the tears, but feel all the emotions
You, do not sit ideal, and let life pass by
You, savor every smile, every tear drop.
You, keep your heart warm and cozy, for God to rest
You, carry the lamp of love, for friend or foe to find the way
You, drink with friends, dance with your family.
You, walk with your head held high, embrace every stranger.
You, light the world with your heart
You, give wings to your scars
You, give voice to your wrinkles
You, leave the world a better place, than born into.
You were never born to retire, but be reborn.
- Dr Fazal Faroqui
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