Wrinkles Poems

Autumn TSF

Autumn (TSF)

Autumn`s
Beauty
In leaves,
Saffron 
Tinted
Flying
In space

Air crisp
With winds
Earth scent
Rancid
With fruits
Fallen 
Apace

Symbol
Of age
Grey hair
Wrinkles
Weak bones
Life`s speed 
Low gear

Nature`s
Cycle
Sweet sour
Lesson
Of life
No ground
To fear.

WILL I HAVE WRINKLES TOO

She crawled into her Grandpa’s lap…it brought a smile to his face…
for he loved anytime they had the chance to share in the same space. 

“Why do people grow old?” She asked.  
“Will I ever be as old as you?”
Then she gently rubbed his face and asked,
 “Will I have wrinkles too?”

Grandpa smiled. “Growing

This is me now

I'm not the youth I used to be
I think that's got its worthwhile perks
though the mirror sometimes disagrees

With wisdom came a couple wrinkles and
a few dear friends who stood the test of time

I'm not the youth I used to be
I don't think I'd have the stamina to start it all again
it's taken all my energy

Wrinkles

These wrinkles are precious
I have earned every one
Through fears I have faced
And battles lost and won
With laughter and smiles 
I wear around my eyes
Through acceptance, denial
Not hearing the lies
With patience and kindness
Compassion and care
Letting go when I had to
And having to dare
Stepping up, Stepping back
Standing my ground
Quietly, dignified
Not making a sound
I have stood up and

Mirth and Laughter

“With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come”
From The Merchant of Venice by Shakespeare

I enjoy the mirth
I like the laughter
I can do without the old wrinkles!

Got Wrinkles On My Wrinkles

Will soon turn ninety that's over the hill
But the Highland Fling I'm able to do still
As my kilt flips up
One can see I'm no pup
Got wrinkles on my wrinkles I'm heading downhill!

Wrinkles

   Wrinkles, wrinkles, wrinkles.
   Lines stretching,
   Deepening with age.
   Etched stories of life.

   Wrinkles bursting around the mouth.
   Spraying sunbursts from eyes.
   Settling in on brows that shift.
   The portrait of success!
   Anyone with less,
  

Farewell to Poetry

I have inked my verses 
All day for so long 
Poured my soul in pages
But got nothing in return
For being a full time poet 
Poverty has ruined my life 
Crippled my very spirit 
Humiliation and neglect 
follows me everywhere 
My wrinkles and weary eyes
Speak of misery and destitution
So I have decided 
To forsake my pen

Will You Still Love Me

Will you still love me…when my lustrous black hair your fingers are ever drawn to, 
turns thin and dull and gray?
When that youthful glow and my rosy cheeks wrinkle and my beauty fades?

Will you still love me…When you no longer recognize the sultry sway of my hips?
The sparkle in my eyes goes flat, along with

Time wrinkles

Time wrinkle, grey crinkles, not too late, peace meditate!

wrinkles

fishing lines from boats 
send waters rippling soft 
across lakes surface

OYSTER

Stoic she sits
        As an oyster lacking a grain of sand
        No Pearl of Great Price or wisdom to share.

Stoic she sits
        A smile adorns her face while we hold hands,
   

Wrinkles Twinkles on my Scars

   Closer to the end have I come
                                ~ I enter wrinkle contests for fun

Wrinkles

This is a famous a poem by Mirza Ghalib, a famous poet from India.

“Umar bhar Ghalib ye bhool karta raha, chere pe thi dhool, ayena saaf kata raha"

A translation:

Ghalib, all his life, made the same mistake, 
Dust on his face, as he constantly tried to shake, 
Polishing the mirror, his reflection to forsake.

My adaptation for

All My Faults

Not all my faults were mine
See, if you follow every line, 
Cracked yearly by life's quakes 
After every turn she takes 

What did not fall apart
Was recycled, to restart,
Not knowing now or then
She'd fractured, yet again 

Basking on bone and skin
A wrinkle forms, o, so thin,
A crevice I cannot erase
From neither body or face

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