I sat motionless after visit to an old home, <br />Sultry place and no visits and stay lone, <br />With all the agony of pains remain alone, <br />Reminds us of journey for self and only one, <br /> <br />Their woes and tales tore me apart, <br />Life was not smooth but in part, <br />People travels in jet but some still in cart, <br />Project self as noble and try looking smart, <br /> <br />Life seemed to me so hollow, <br />Found examples life to follow, <br />No joy, no happiness but only sorrow, <br />What to think of bright tomorrow? <br /> <br />I may pray for their happy and fine end, <br />Wish them all happy life and flowers send, <br />Some old couples did not succumb and bend, <br />Living in hope children may make amend, <br /> <br />Life once swept by devastating flood, <br />Even one’s own harass and thirsty for blood, <br />How to feel charm and end so good, <br />Some even faced starving without food, <br /> <br />Life is not that dull or full of comedy, <br />Events try against and result in tragedy, <br />Sometimes turn so ugly and bloody, <br />Your own kith and kin act as somebody, <br /> <br />It is shame on us and on humanity, <br />Why to blame self and also divinity? <br />We ignore good just before our vicinity, <br />We live in world and not in infinity<br /><br />hasmukh amathalal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/is-an-old-age-curse/
