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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #725567
Memories, loneliness, infirmity and the call of death, in the evening of life.
EVENING OF LIFE


Long dark night, somber and cold
Is so silent, yet, behold!
Harken voices yonder those.
Out there a storm icy blows.

I am alone, without friend,
Without anyone to fend
For my needs in this old age,
In this home, a real cage.

What keeps me company close
Are some distant voices those
That come from my hoary past,
Which will until my death last.

Truly the best years of life,
I gave for children and wife;
For my country, for my men,
In order to defend them.

But now that my back is bent,
Why should I at all repent
That I have been forgotten
By all, today, forsaken?

Memories of olden days,
When from all I had won praise
For my service, for my deed,
No one remembers indeed.

Now that I am old and weak,
No more than this I do seek:
“Don’t hate my infirmity,
Let me live with dignity.

I hope it is not too much
To expect luxury such
That I need not beg for bread,
That hunger be not a dread.

If that be not possible
And you are just not able
To my frail life thus protect,
Let me then die with respect”.


• Written in aabb, 7-7-7-7 format.


M C Gupta
25 July 2003
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