Monday, July 1, 2013
Who Says Old Is Gold In The Geriatric Ward.. Comments
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What a sight it is, when these people moan,
With their glottis frill and shiver as the drones,
When the dessert sand folded under the hot sun,
And the cold moon, the hiding venomous villains,
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Gajanan Mishra
01 July 2013
good poem, we are our saviors not gods. we are responsible forour actions not gods, we are getting the fruits of our actions not the gods, I like this poem very much, Thanks Subbu,10
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8/25/2025 12:54:25 PM # 1.0.0
Troubles of turning old are clearly placed before the eyes. Nice poem.