Saturday, November 25, 2017

Ballad Of Old Age Comments

Rating: 5.0

My path is getting narrow
Oh! As old I do grow,
My bones have turned weak
Skin is also wrinkling quick;
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Muzahidul Reza
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Rini Shibu 26 November 2017

Excellent poem about getting old

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Rubana Sen 26 November 2017

My path is getting narrow Oh! As old I do grow, My bones have turned weak Skin is also wrinkling quick; extraordinary written thanks

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D. Eti 26 November 2017

This is an outstanding and significant ballad, loved it, dear poet

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Bernard F. Asuncion 25 November 2017

Such a profound ballad, Muzahidul....10++++

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Samson 25 November 2017

Outstanding ballad, poet you are obviously a great poet, thanks, I may soon and any time die I always look at the blue sky Try to imagine the very star Once to me was so dear. , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , what a piece of writing

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Muzahidul Reza 25 November 2017

I may soon and any time die I always look at the blue sky Try to imagine the very star Once to me was so dear.

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