Tuesday 14 March 2017

GREY HAIR

Everyone thinks 
I am burden of everyone
I am conduit of nothingness
My grey hair, pinched skin, not their choice,
I am morbid rostrum in their eyes,
 
I cannot support their lineage,
I cannot hold their esteem,
As if I am an opulent moratorium,
I am like a feeble water melon,
It can be easily broken
And be thrown out of their wits,
And some rotten parts cannot be put
Into an aluminum foil to parcel
For their pleasure and consumption,
I am not their Rupees stores,
 
I am shards, no dream within.
 

In me they find frustrating evolution.
 
Care for life has different meaning to them,
 
I cannot put will in them,
They do not make much of my love
What I wish and what I desire,
I only put poor show for their vigor.
 

10 comments:

  1. powerful thoughts.

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    1. Thanks to Sevilla Chass Wilcox Bailey Picher. I love your comments.

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  2. disagree, dear friend,
    never consider yourself a burden
    but a powerful wisdom
    and a beautiful back up

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    1. Thanks to Imxia Orbach Sherbetjian Hinderker Your comments touch my heart.

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  3. never give up hope,
    sometimes, independence helps better,
    good poetry.

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    1. Thanks to Ballmer Samrufz Rivera Dell Fitts. I love your comments.

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  4. lovely notes.

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    1. Thanks to Kate Neal Virginia Ann Hargis for feeling to write a comment on my poem.

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  5. very nice.
    check our national poetry writing month in april
    or thursday poets rally,
    have fun today.

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