Maya

Passin’ through the Woods, saw an Old Man, was limping and tired,

Eyes Locked for a Moment, While He Dragged himself, as we retired,

He must have been a Young Man once, With all the Wishes and Desires,

Time fades Everything except “ONE”, In retrospect, we get the Satire!

Reviews

[D]

Oh well... Aging eventually gets everyone. I always liked to think of our lives passing, like the four seasons. Spring, the birth of new life, beautiful, innocent, promising. Summer, the beautiful youth, passion heated nights, and bright blue skies. Autumn. Maturing, and the hotheatedness slowly burns out. And the inevitable winter. Death ...

nicely written.

[Mavericks]

Thanks! And, very much I like your Perspective about Aging too. Very Metaphoric. Like your Work's. Looking forward to read more from your Domain. Keep Sharing! =)

[D]

You've read my stuff? lol.
thanks :) and you're welcome :)

[Mavericks]

I did read Few of them. Would try to Review some of them. Jk :)

[D]

Hahahaha :D Okie, back to stalking people's writing :)

[Mavericks]

WC is the only place where Stalking is Constructive. Go ahead! Hahaha.

[D]

Yea... I've noticed lol. :)

[Onlyme]

Thought to provoke in this poem. About the passing of time on humans. Interesting read. Sad and poignant.

[Mavericks]

Yeah, this is one of my personal best. Thanks again.

[Riddhi]

I loved the way you wrote it..Nothing can escape time...We can never understand how old people feel unless we ourselves get in their age..The most disturbing thing is the way today people leave their old parents in old age home forgetting their sacrifices which they made for them..As a person , to be true I always want to die young , I can't help it but actually I can't see myself as a old woman who is helpless...Very well expressed in your poem...
Keep on writing...

[Mavericks]

Whole heartedly agree with you, Riddhi. But, it's the irony. WE see it everyday..

[Jaskaran Singh Sethi]

Good read,but you extend it a little bit further.

[Mavericks]

I will try.

[¿]

Great read!! Everyone may admire and believe this now...but the real feel and humidity of Old age may be felt once we get old...and peep back to the not so fulfilled and so wished desires....thanks for sharing☺!

[Mavericks]

Thanks, tahsin. I agree with your thoughts!

[¿]

Heartedly welcomed!

[Pragati Chaudhary]

Yes! that's soo true
The Old People also have rusted feelings and unfulfilled desires
They are bound by their age
and Most of the cases, It's the responsibility of their kids to understand that and appreciate that left zeal they still have But, alas they are left along with their zeal.


Just a thought! I had seen many of them - been Left alone! Perspiring!

[Mavericks]

I have seen too. They are being left out, cornered at the point of life when they need love and support even more. We humans are so trapped with this Maya that we forget our roots.

[Pushkar Prabhat]

Truth!!!
nothing escapes time........
effectively put......
i really liked it!!!
:)

[Mavericks]

You are Welcome! =)

[Pushkar Prabhat]

........................:) :)

[Nailah Baniti]

Peace Roy, great pen, keen observation :)

[Mavericks]

Thank you for your Kind Words. Hakuna Matata. :)

[.]

Wow, Mave!
Your poems are getting better with every attempt!
A very interesting write; on aging for the mortal man and how we lose sight of our hopes, ambitions and desires as we get older.
It is only the "one" who never ages. Especially in the hearts of those who believe in him.

You are improving all the time. Keep the coming.

[Mavericks]

Thank you my Friend. Yeah, you always get into the Nerve of the Poems. Yeah, I am talking about "Time". Nothing is Stable in Maya; Everything Fades with time. And, Human Existence is no different case. For, There is only ONE truth, There can't be Two; And, It's way above the Shackles of time and Maya, Never Changing, Never Ending……Ocean of Love :)