Old People Poems - Poems about Old People

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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

My sister once had a dream, that was driving her crazy. It seemed so real, but it was very faint and hazy. She thought it was real but couldn’t remember who. She said, “if I don’t figure this...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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

Old furniture thrown away, hindrance in life. We gave the best ...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

Youth is strong Yet foolishly wrong The wisdom of the gray hairs Is truest love It's been here before It's opens doors Relist in the wrinkles of it's arms Allowing the lips of wisdom Kiss those heart beating promises Glorify see trough the...Read the rest...