Here I am at the long lazy afternoon of my life,
The uncomfortable mid day has seen it's lot,
I thought myself invincible, almost, with values,
but no, the very values of being there,
fells me, but I don't feel guilty, and that's the catch!
Serendipity, as it would have been, back to my teens,
Sixteen at sixty is not acceptable in our society,
Nether to my wife, nor my dear daughter,
Dilemma, I do not have an answer for,
Neither whisky nor sleeping deliver the answer,
But I do know, I am rare and needed,
Just have to find a balance, I do know, it exists,
Proved many a theorem, I postulated,
This one last theorem, I wish you help me to prove.
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