Am I so old
to
Mix mingle
into eternal
realms of
Gold.
I stand on the unknown
Shores
With bleary eyes
Perching on the
Skies
Seeking blessings
To replenish
my energies
Rejuvenating
To frisk and
regale
With young
pretty beauty
again.
I stand on the unknow
Shores
With misty gaze
Delving deep into
Sandy shores
Shimmering haze
With the glistening
Sunrays
Fighting mighty waves
engulfing my curves
Firmly entrenched
I swim across the
Seas.
Am I so old
to
Mix mingle
Into eternal
realms of
Gold
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Beautiful poem. Resonates with all as we age with every passing day
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Wow…great poem
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wow glad you liked it.
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very beautiful poem.
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excellent sirji you have liked it
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Wah! Very nice Sir!
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Thank you sirji
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As usual you are excellent and master of this art .Words expressing more than their meaning.Bravo
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great comment
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Very meaningful poem.
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good to see your comment
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Very nice poem with large hidden meaning. Seems to be about eternal realization.
What I could observe that your poetic expressions are always deep and meaningful.
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glad to know you understand the poetry very well.Thanks for visiting my blog
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Poem as a soliloquy ……of the days gone by.
Words & diction is musical
and can be put to a vocalist’s skill.
Could be longer ?
Keep it up !!!
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Yes a soliloquy– reminisce , Thanks for your beautiful understanding comment.
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Reminisce of old days .beautiful metaphor and good poetry
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Great poem!
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thanks
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This made me feel older! Ha Ha Ha!
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OLD AGE IS A PLEASURE JOURNEY TO RECALL THE OLD DAYS THANKS
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Hmm. True!
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AMEN
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Good one!
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Thanks.
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Such a meaningful poem. Kudos. 🙂
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thanks dear for your comment
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You are welcome, Sir. 🙂
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Very nice.
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THANKS
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