The Day Of The Old Poem by Sreekumar Valiyapurayil

The day of the old
A day for the old
A day to remember
A day for reverence

Old not weak and stagnated
Stagnated but not lazy and lethargic
Not the time consuming muted notes

Why not...
When the food of ocean,
Imagination, the men
And their beauty and beast
Why can't it be better

Don't know it's limitations
It's unhealthy misuse of time

As many knows how to use it
Not just the crows and vanished memories of deads

The black
The dark
The disastrous has it
The make up of the stagnated deads...