Ageing

Old age is Golden age when friends
of yest years are still mingling in group

Old age is a stone age when the friends
of yest years are in memorial leaving
the One all alone

Old age is youthful age when the friends of
yest years think the other has become older

Old age is romantic age when mind thinks the
girl of your grand daughters age is in love with you

Old age is in traumatic stage when a
stranger youngster calls you grandpa

Old age is beautiful when damsels comments
that this old man still looks so handsome

Old age is welcome when you are fit and fine
and has all the Time to enjoy your unfinished dreams

Old age is a curse when you are bed ridden with
umpteen diseases but filthy Rich to boast off

When one feels youthful and energetic
Age to the body is non arithmetic

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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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