Old People Poems - Poems about Old People

New cracks in old stone Just beginning to show, Reveals things never shown Things only one could know Just beginning to show A solid surface scrambles, Things only one could know Shedding into shambles A solid surface scrambles Every chisel brings a change, Shedding into shambles In time, it must arrange Every chisel brings a change Upon hard - headed rock, In time, it must arrange For none can...

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Not all old people are wise. Remember fools too grow old. ...

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We had a debate where the candidate Was supposed to communicate The direction in which the united state Yes, state how we can become back united Yet however, more lies than truth were cited Remove the blindfold so you can see All that is hidden under the oval tree There were lies told with little truth to unfold Low and behold, they both...

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When little kids ask for stories Regale them of our lore and its glories. Listening with rapt notice Tales of champions and menaces. One and all exclaim with awe Hearing about our Gods. They don't die Live within us and fly. Burn like a phoenix Survive with their tactics. Look beyond the veil When the fiercest quail. Never lose their light Even in the darkest of nights. With a...

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faded oil portraits in gold patina frames hide on gallery walls...

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It begins every day with strange sounds I would say rising up, to a mornings sun rays. There is cracking and creaking and parts even squeaking strange music my bones seem to play. There is moaning and groaning the lack of my toning I endeavor to changing my ways. Rolling out of my rack with a resounding big crack 'tis life getting old, I do say!...

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Aged man walks on the busy street Beyond his ability to cross Cane in hand, old friends he needs to meet Delayed by rain, worried about loss Earlier, he fell into a hole Finding out he damaged his right leg Good that he didn't hurt body whole Heading to the market for an egg In the dark of the night without light Just then,...

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I felt like a book very tired old and worn out needing rest on shelf....

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My wife and I proud of our luscious lawn, Some mischievous children took a shortcut Strode on the grass, each like an evil fawn, We old couple could not the passage shut. No doubt, we were thoroughly angry mad. How dare these unruly brats spoil our grass? For soon after school these young became bad, Their footprints left an ugly midway...

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"Can you feel the soul of an abandoned house; can you hear the whispering? " ...

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Old furniture thrown away, hindrance in life. We gave the best teaching knowlege. ...

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They wend their way through Sunshine City Cobblestoned, sloped, and Old World pretty; And lined with colorful, homes in glad unity, Streets linked heart to heart, in deep affinity. Up one crooked path, and down to the river, As rosy birds sing in green trees that quiver; And soon arises pearl moon, a glowing sliver, Making the roads to everywhere a bit...

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The exaltation of my depression controlled my free will Sensing the elusiveness of a thing called Love feeling the high and the low of it I expected the low to go away but it didn't Only a lingering memory of my once felt freedom remained like a burr in your pants, Love makes your butt itch it seeks to...

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It sucks getting old wouldn't you say. You wake up tired almost everyday. Your joints hurt, your muscles ache. Pills for arthritis you now have to take. Your bones begin to creak and crack. Can't stand up straight cuz you're now a hunchback. You sneeze and a little pee starts to seep. Adult diapers are not very cheap. A once kind mirror will...

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Drag the old bones forward to the dock Feel the cold wet bricks on weathered feet Through holes in worn out leather shoes Feel the brass handle of your crooked cane Trembling to support your ancient footing Through the fog there is nothing left to see After 3:00 am darkness fills in as company Wood planks come up from out of nowhere Indicate...

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