Lekhny composition -24-Dec-2021
GROWING OLDER
Born and raised strong
Playing with peers all along
For we were aging together as one,
And trophies in every competition we won
Today my limps aches
Even coughing brings headaches
I'm getting older I can't hold
Even if old is gold,
I've started crawling
And losing hope in growing
My body parts have got emaciated
I'm weak yet my bones are knitted
Indeed old is gold,
Winter time I feel cold,
And when summer comes I become bold
My eyes are slightly losing sight
I can't even see far from aside
My face that was blossoming beautiful has wrinkled
Going anywhere I must be led
Growing old and equaling a child
What a beautiful milestone!
Shrishti pandey
25-Dec-2021 09:23 AM
Nice
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Niraj Pandey
25-Dec-2021 01:10 AM
very nice
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Abhinav ji
24-Dec-2021 10:51 PM
Nice
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