I Am Old Now Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

I Am Old Now



Lifting the tufts of my grey hair
The morning wind caresses my face
To the matured mind it gives peace
It touches the body through the dress

To my old heart it is a young lover
To this old life it is like fresh shower
Of tender care that I always need
Before this body turns into a dry weed

Saturday, March 14, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: old age
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