That Day And This Day

Then young & handsome
Now old & ugly

Then very active and efficient
Now passive & inefficient

Wise & sharp then
Foolish & stupid now

Attractive romantic hero then
Scary & hated villain now

Teeth were a shining diamond then
Teeth are a broken charcoal now

Much in demand then
Very much condemned now

Nothing was wrong then
Every thing is wrong now

Could not die though wanted to, then
Can’t Live in spite of not wanting to die , now

This the reality of life

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Ramapriya Nr

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I am a retired Engineer from the Government of Karnataka and now 64 year old. post retirement I fancied to write in 3 languages namely English,Hindi and kannada. I have written several poems,short stories etc and have published two books namely ""Tri bhasha Kritigalu and Rampys vision on lifes mission and now it has become passion for me to continue writing. I have also developed several software computer programmes covering Technical,medical and general programmes
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Such a subtle and beautifully thought-out poem about life’s realities…awesome!

Savi Mani

Oh a very touching poem on the harsh truth of life, yes when one looks at the mirror at a later stage of life…… feels he/she is not even a shadow of what he/she was……..what age and the vagaries of life do to us……..scarring us forever…….very painful fact of life…….


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