Age picks on a person too fast,
As you grow older,
You face health problems,
And become weaker.

Age has destroyed our health,
We keep falling ill,
We get wrinkles,
We don't know how to kill,
The time that passes by.

Time is so fast,
It becomes difficult to cope with it,
Days seem to be shorter,
And the candle is longer lit.

The last few years of our life,
We remember all the moments spent,
With our family and friends,
And, at our present situation, we quietly lament.

Mumbai, India

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I love writing poetries and articles. I have made writing as a passion. I want to become a journalist in future. Some of my articles have got published in the Inbox section of Hindustan Times. I am looking forward to publishing my poetries and articles.

Last updated January 10, 2014