Ageing Gracefully

Ageing Gracefully short poem

Uploaded by Sheena Singh

On my path
to age gracefully,
I realize,
I’m captive
to impulses,
My greed triggers
expectations,
My ambitions drag
me by head,
I sense
my pursuit
for perfection
sweeping off
my honest efforts..
I fumble
as an open book
in my eagerness
to be real…
I get swayed
in my emotions
as I strive
to cherish relations..
i succumb to
my own fears
as I embrace
compromise,
My quest to
age gracefully
continues….

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I am an Engineer by profession drawn towards poems and short story writing. Pls feel free to share your valuable feedbacks. Thanks!
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