
A child
While lifting
Overcome old age.
I can't bear
of a child
In rumination
In the lap of the ruined wall
Sprout shoots
The primal desire of life
Budding even in old age.
of a child
From Callan
By taking away death
Blooming like a flower
in a smile
Roaring old age
His dream passed away.
The possibility of childhood
Old doors
A moment opens.
to celebrate
Childless
Aging
In a killing war
Bombs hit
Children die
of the deserted city
and to decay.
Nothing different.
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Old memories like planting stones
Settle into old age.
People who are in the know
Suddenly, in a twist of time travel
When you are no longer as you were
The voids become unfillable.
A void awaits you too.
They remind me.
Why so long with the body?
Get used to being like this.
It seems that I have become a body.
Every moment was lifted and wandered.
That's it.
It's like putting on a shirt and taking it off.
Self is a shirt for life.
It has been since the beginning.
It was just screaming.
Depressed mind
If only he had listened.
Understands body language
Now for me.
How real is it?
When feeling
I am grateful for that.
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To be surprised
Until retained
Despite my age, I'm still me.
As if not aging
feel
Astonishingly
holds the world.
how long
Standing still
Wondering endlessly
The tree never grows old.
When you can't be surprised
I agree
You are old because you are old.
die early-
Incorporeal-
Body
Physically older
After
dying
Its
Chronology.
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Ahamed Thousif
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Comments (1)
This was so profound! Amazing work!