Slowly
I am ageing
start was slow
but pace is fast
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lowly I have lost interest yes, my urge to dress up and enjoy life afresh is losing momentum and I am lagging unwanted... True of a woman in her ageing process mam. Yes mam, we women fail to love ourselves in the course of loving others! Thanks for sharing the beautiful thought mam.
The poem has briefly and wonderfully stated the condition of an aged individual and its downfalls and felt it good.
explains the central idea well very touching for those who can understand very well written
Your depiction of life's course is well documented in this very touching and real piece of poetry that is unmistakably refreshing. Younger days ahead. mandara
Most beautiful thing about this poem is that it carries more meaning than visible in the words.
a neat poem neatly sketched. start was slow aut pace is fast. ho how nice. i think this must woes of a man above 70 or a woman above 60 in modren standered.10
I felt the same at 50 when I took voluntary retirement from my work owing to certain personal and health problems. But that is only an illusion which one could easily win over. With a little bit of devotion, a bit dabbling in literary activity, a bit social work and a bit caring for our own family will get rid us of this forty years syndrome. At 40, woman begins a new life. With the children growing up, dwindling responsibilities and finding solutions to most of the financial problems, a woman can rejuvenate her life style by indulging in creative and educational pursuits. Look at Maharani Gayatri Devi, Indira Gandhi, Vasundhara Raje, Kushwant Singh and a lot more people at 80s and 90s they are very active. Weighing the literary merits of your poem it is an excellent piece. Kudos. Be happy.
a poem with deep insight into ageing...I was expecting though an ending in the poem in which one transcends age through the poetry of your writing...
anxiety of crossing fourty is in every one.not only that there is a change in body, s metamorphysm also.but the real age is mental age in which you are very young. beautifully conceived and delivered.this para is touching. 'Slowly I have lost interest yes, my urge to dress up and enjoy life afresh is losing momentum and I am lagging unwanted' posted 10 surya
hi lalitha such a tender beauty u v created from the heart good poetry...its atenner cheers
not many want to grow aged......sorrow expressed here.. good one
u sound so depressed....live life kingsize n be healthy wealthy n wise.....There is always another chance in life for everything, but there is no chance of another life....!
wonderful! a true realization. thanks for sharing