Slow Old Man
Peerzada Mohsin


Walking slowly with the snail's pace
The effect of age was on his face

Looking awkwardly here and there
Grimy atmosphere was making him fear

In his 70's 80's was he
God was about to calculate his fee

History of life reflecting in his eyes
The world he was soon going to say bye byes

Frost and wind all over the way
Yet not took the smooth Bay

Octogenarian and still was he counting
The embarassment he was still fighting

Yet 15 days of Chillai Kalan were left
Feran was the attire he slowly lift

Age and the experience with the rage
All that is left was that golden badge

With the prediction of snow he wasn't serious
All that was of pure heart that was so generous
18/Jan/2019

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