LIKE FADED OLD JEANS! <br /> <br />The old poet sits in his study and writes, <br />Invoking the Muses and goddess of rhyme! <br />His memories of the past and the realities of <br /> things, - <br />Makes him wonder about the unborn future, - <br />as he pauses to think; <br />While thoughts clamor in his mind to pour <br />out in ink! <br />He has seen a few generations grow with time, <br />While writing about them in verse and rhyme! <br />They remain too busy to pause and think, - <br />About the prayers and sacrifices of their elderly <br />beings! <br />Like the Autumn leaves now the old must fall, <br />And our children have no time to bother at all! <br />But what they do all forget, that the generation <br />they have now beget, <br />Will find them outdated and worn out one day, <br />Like those faded jeans they are wearing today! * <br /> <br /> -Raj Nandy <br /> New Delhi <br /> 30 May 09 <br />(*Those faded jeans shall go out of fashion one day, <br /> We all come here, but not to stay! – Raj Nandy)<br /><br />RAJ NANDY<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/like-faded-old-jeans/
