Old Age Poems

These Old Age poems are examples of Age poems about Old. These are the best examples of Age Old poems written by international poets.

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Elderly woman hit by a bus.
She was elderly people,
So what's all the fuss?
She  had a full life, 
What more can you say?
These elderly

© Margaret Keefe  

Frank Sinatra

In front of you, a cocktail glass with
melted ice and a pink straw, she wants you to come 
You are going home, but on your

© Jan Hansen  

IN ATTIC HALLS 
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In attic halls of memories past,
     I find solace in stories steadfast. 
For in the remnants of a

© Sara Etgen-Baker  

The city held its hand out to you and you felt like you’d become.
The flashing lights, drinking and dancing nights is where your adulthood had

© A Yorkshire Poet  

I'm tired

The past locked into my future
Locked into my now

I am so mad

Feeling the grief

How many years to go
Blindly 
Tightly to what should have been

© Sally Zaragoza  

Whispers of my soul,
Guide me through this night,
A hidden diamond shines whole,
In this inner fight.

Light dances on my dreams,
Stars twinkle in my eyes,
The spirit gleams

© Sara Kendrick  

Baku and the Swedish cook 

It sounds impossible, but 72 years ago, I was
a galley-boy on an old tank ship loading
oil for Iceland, a country with

© Jan Hansen  

Albert Nelson's father bought a huge clock, the very day he was born,
A happy fellow, with a winsome smile. Like the merry pink sun, at

© Evelyn Judy Buehler  

   When you can no longer bend down to pick something up
       or take your best gal

© Gershon Wolf  

beside dotage, corn whiskey make her writes go careen left right up down

© Abdullah Alhemaidy  

Hiroshima – eighty years since August 6th, 1945

About fourteen and a half years 
before my birth,
yours truly not even a twinkle  
in the eyes

© Matthew Harris  

Time is a satin lamb against young souls- then burlap lion as we grow old.

© Anthony Biaanco  

I heard
tiny terrors
stitched in between light walls
as weightless as chicken feathers
jaundiced piss, recycled adult nappies
crumpled faces leaking maggots
that ripen to dust here
the price is right
I

© Trina Layne  

A young girl,
An old lady,
A mother of two,
A passionate dancer—
All were friends of mine.

Across the decades,
Through Chennai floods
And Hindi classes,
They stood with courage and quiet

© Anuradha Sowmyanarayanan  

A child as grows enjoys rainbow of joys, 
Many a marvel in a wondrous world, 
Joys mingling with toys getting bouncy buoys,
A world of birds

© Aniruddha Pathak