A gentle soul once asked me here
to delete my Age and edit profile
I read it and just passed a smile
I do respect her but I ask:
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Where will go my achievements then? Which are knit in the web of years? The ones that I feel so proud on? Experience of my daily use? I just look back at mile-stones: From cupboard love of childhood phase, Tender touch of youthful age, - - A lovely poem in praise of aging process..Yes, every age has its taste, old age is the age of wisdom.
been here, done this. i mean i've read and commented already!
Last worse is my fav, adding this poem to my fav list, a classic indeed, I invite you to read and rate mine,10
I appreciate your sincerity in words and action.Be blessed.
Probably the friend who asked to delete the age meant to forget it for a few moments to remember the past sweet memories. Anyway he became a reason of this beautiful and amazing poem. In my humble opinion it is outstanding by any standards.
Wonderful poem where you have rather honored the aging of a life instead of sidelining because of age. Ageing, Friend! is not a loss, Passing years are not a waste Every age has a different taste! ... an exact conclusion! !
some one said the last years are more sweeter like the last sip of tea in your cup.....this poem reflects the same theme....so nice
Spot on with your summery of life as the years condem...however life is so short we all die young...cracking poem indeed...regards
ma'am you have written very beautifully...such a wonderful idea.
every age has a different taste. and relish. sweet poem. smart one.
ph would be proud to have you here with us, , , always wanted to read a poem on this theme, , , and you have penned it down very beautifully, , ,
jst beautifully you described. Every age has a different taste! ...so true!
Where will go my achievements then? Which are knit in the web of years? . The sun used to sink in the cups of my hands, . The fruits of prayers I earned a lot Some I kept and some I lost; . Passing years are not a waste! ! ! Heart-touching...I'm short of words...n surprised to see the coincidence...I think the same way...n what an irony most of us want to live long but at the same time don't want to add years to our age...
I tried to write a word Poetry but it says I must write some words or my word shall not appear.
a good theme and well knitted contents, i wish u should pen something different, radical, unorthodox, unusual and unique. lets see off all these cliches and welcome to a new prosody and i would like to see u a flag bearer, let's experiment.... p.s. i tried but in vain.
Well said..Every age has different taste...Beautiful poem. Well written.
Marvellous! ! Ageing, Friend! is not a loss, Passing years are not a waste Every age has a different taste! ! ! U r absolutely true shahzia.evrery age has a different taste and we are living breathing human beings.the people around us have to accept us as we are.they (and we, too) have to put up with our experienced, matured self as well.if life is a song it must have all lyrics in it.well written poem, i must say it has colours of experience subtly mixed with colours of innocence.
wow this one awesome..! wonderful piece, sharing like it.. :)