Amitava Sur - Bitter Pill

When you are old enough,
Your blood becomes cool
No sun shines, no stallion rides
Only a deep dark den.

Old age with a crippled brain
Wrinkled skin with a dull vision,
Is nothing but witnessing
The hell on earth being lived.

Mind still goes on thinking
So many things still remain to get them done.
But with a crippled life, unable to do
Old age is crawling to hell.

This bitter pill we all have to gulp
Before the death embraces us.
No sun shines, no stallion rides
Only a deep dark den.
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Amitava (2.8.2014) 8-00 am

Amitava Sur

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