#aged

28 posts
  • unnatural 11h

    ***
    ಧೂಳು ಹಿಡಿದ ಹಳೆ ಚಪ್ಪಲಿ.
    ಸವೆದು ಹೋಗಿ ಬದಿ ಸೇರಿ,
    ಯಾರಿಗೂ ಬೇಡವಾಗಿ,
    ಕಸದ ಬುಟ್ಟಿಯ ನೆನೆಯುತ್ತಾ,
    ಮಾಡಿಕೊಂಡಿದೆ ಅಳುವ ಖಯಾಲಿ.
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    ©unnatural

  • heartofbabel 17w

    [ Geriatric ]

    He wore a very course fabric
    That Geri "Ole" Atric
    So many looked past
    The display of that habit
    Just grumbled emphatic
    A rasp all in static
    And gummed on hard candy
    All day if he had it

    His shoes were long-trotted
    The laces all knotted
    His pants cuffed so high
    Revealing ankles all spotted
    His belt-buckle prodded
    From the leather dry-rotted
    And the handkerchief tucked in his shirt
    Was all wadded

    His knuckles were swollen
    His nose and ears growing
    His wobbly knees
    Prone to buckles and bowing
    Each day he was slowing
    Yet kept on foregoing
    And he walked with a cane
    Else he'd surely be fallen

    His eyes had dimmed-vision
    His hearing imprisoned
    All senses abandoned
    And failing their mission
    Yet each day had ambition
    To rise with precision
    Just to sit on his porch
    And glare at kids with suspicion

    He had trouble walking
    And breathing while talking
    And all of his teeth
    We're indentured in caulking
    His joints were all knocking
    His jaw prone to locking
    And just like his shoes
    He had holes in his stockings

    On the days he'd go out
    There was never a doubt
    That he'd check on the lawns
    By which ever which route
    And such things he would scout
    Like the cracks in the grout
    And let each neighbor know
    Of their faults with a shout

    And the children would scamper
    When they'd hear him come stamper
    And even the dogs
    Would go hide in a damper
    And no matter the manner
    Seemed all life tend to scatter
    And just saying his name
    Was a tool used to hamper

    So now when you get old
    And you start to erode
    And your mind just forgets
    Everything you've been told
    I hope you feel consoled
    Knowing you'll be so bold
    Just like Geri "Ole" Atric
    And the life he yet holds

    ©heartofbabel

    #HeartOfBabel #Babel #GaratheDen
    #Aged #Elderly #Humor

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    [ Geriatric ]

  • theheartofwritings 21w

    Being 200th post, don't wanna drag much. As I always say, thank you to my dear trusting followers ❤️. You make me❤️. I know I couldn't write alot these days yet you guys still support me, for which I am really grateful. And I am really heldup with my works. So yaay!! There you go!!!
    -loads of love❤️
    -pooj��
    Xoxo❤️
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    #twohundredthpost #college #school #work #aged #tormenting #pain #suffer #rival #low #lifehastomoveon #mirakee #mirakeeworld #pod #wod
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    @mirakeeworld @miraquill @writersnetwork @_love_rosie_

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    200th_Post

    From college to work, you instantly all of a sudden feel aged, your shoulders feel heavy, your brain overworks and easily exhaust, you search for a shelter to open up, having trust issues in your work environment you will be pushed to pour your feelings to even your college rival, you feel more tired than ever, cry every night and start your day with the same shit that's aching you, you feel like you have lost yourself, your daily lazyass activities, some of your "me-time", of all, first time experiencing no time availability for your family, thinking about where the life's headed, why goofing around the crap you think, you think and think and think and finally fall asleep with heavy heart and eyes and finally a tired brain. You cook so many plans to find an escape out of it but in the end you miserably fail or maybe the time isn't in your favor. Hence, planning to avail leave but again, you think about losing your wages which is a nightmare so again the plan flops and now for one more time you got to deal with shits. To even step out for a family or friends time together, you check your days of leave like how every girl checks their date of the month. And people in office act like girl on a period with a rollercoaster moodswings that from time to time, they change their stands. In the end, if we keep talking we can for days together, years together as this is a never ending rathole that every human gets stuck in their life at one point or the other. And we, with no other options left or with no other boat to board on, must accept the "oxymoronic" life that's been given to us with either glee or gloom. It's Okay to feel both and it's even more easy to say rather follow. More love to the ones who is more suffering, to make their ways to sunshine.
    ©theheartofwritings

  • tonaink 73w

    Let's all Remember

    Let's all remember
    We shall all be remembered
    So keep this remembrance

    Let's all live
    We shall all live
    So keep living

    Let's all smile
    We shall all smile
    So lets keep smiling

    Let's all love
    We shall all be loved
    So let's keep loving

    Let's all write
    We shall all write
    So let's keep writing

    Let's all learn
    We shall all learn
    So let's keep learning.
    ©tonaink

  • tonaink 84w

    An OLD MAN'S LAUGHTER

    I die, weak;
    Not falling sick but my strength leaks,
    I was once like you,
    Agile with much vigor,
    But time has shown me;
    Started strong, but daily I die;

    Now I realise what my father,
    His father and father's Father; had said
    Listen to I your father;
    Age is a gift;
    Drink to the feast, Merry;
    For tomorrow we shall all go home.

    Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...

    ©tonaink

  • mmbftd 87w

    Quarantined

    Everybody's
    Breaking quarantine
    Driving fast
    Just to get to the one
    They always loved
    The one that was left behind
    Or left them behind
    And I'm no different
    Baby
    My car is my phone
    My words move me
    To you
    And you reciprocate
    But I've got a man
    11years now
    But he's no you
    There's no time
    For denying now
    The world is dying
    I won't forget my first love
    My ride or die
    Here you are
    Open arms
    Easy to do
    Over the phone
    But who knows what reality
    Would be?
    A broken down antique record
    Skipping skipping skipping
    Caught in the loop
    Of our love that was true
    We knew
    We know
    Each other better
    Than anyone else we ever let in
    Because we've kept them
    From our sacred spaces
    Read me to sleep
    Sweet brown eyed man
    And I'll sing your lullaby till you dream...
    Wrapped together in white-cool August sheets
    Sand still on our feet
    Sunburn sting
    And then the dream
    Of our heat
    Your arms
    Like the only protector
    I've ever really known
    And yet we threw stones
    At each other
    As much as we loved
    And cherished.
    We chased each other
    To come back and stay
    We chased each other away
    And if I had a way
    To really get to you
    Would I go?
    Or drive right through?
    That desert town
    You're in now
    The one we swore we'd live in
    Someday
    Everything is perfect
    In that imperfect way
    And the rumble of the engine
    502
    70 El Camino to get to you
    The sun in my eyes
    Sweat on my skin
    Windows down
    Music lifting me.
    But everybody
    Is quarantined
    Re-evaluating
    Who they want to be with
    When this world crumbles
    What is important?
    Who do you want to lay with
    When the sky falls?
    You're my one regret
    My lost boy
    My biggest hero
    My arch nemesis
    My one true love.
    Everyone's breaking
    Quarantine
    My key is in the ignition
    Feel the rumble
    The bench seat is roomy
    I'm coming for you
    Life is too short now
    It always has been
    So many years wasted
    Without you
    Get the books out babe
    Read me to sleep
    In your arms
    Like back in 92
    Life was quiet then
    Just like you.
    Everyone's breaking quarantine
    To get to the ones they love
    Feel the rumble
    Here I come.
    ©mmbftd

  • 11maria 105w

    #old#older#elder#aged#enemies#growth#empty#heart#growingolder#ceesreposts
    @mirakee @writersnetwork



    "GROWING OLDER"
    --©11maria

    We getting old day by day,
    From kids to young Teenagers,
    From teens to matured adults,
    Life gaves us a pace to taste it's freedom.
    Empty pockets is now filling up,
    Heart so cherishing, now is empty.
    Mad about future indulgence,
    Soon we gotta know that the juvenile youth was the priceless luxury.
    Myriad of friends, now are few,
    Race to become a champion,
    Metamorphosed, chasing for promotion.
    Life is directing us, Life is coaching us
    No matter how old and veteran we become
    We will still be someone's Daughter, someone's son, someone's soulmate, someone's forever friend��
    ©11maria

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    Growing older

    //Read caption//
    ©11maria

  • shrihari_nandini 112w

    व्यथा वृध्द की

    जीवन के अस्त का जब समय आ गया
    तन की शक्ति ढलने लगी और एक डर सा मन में छा गया
    सोचा साथ देंगे सब, थोड़ा ख्याल और रखेंगे
    जीवन भर पाला जिनको अब वही आश्रय बनेंगे

    इतना सोच कर मन को थोड़ी शांति सी मिली
    हर कर्म से मुक्ति की एक आशा सी जगी
    पर क्या पता था उस मन को की क्या तक़दीर में लिखा है
    आखिर घर के पालनहारो के भविष्य में क्या छिपा है

    बाहर कर दिया घर से, उन औलादों ने जिनको बहुत प्रेम से पाला था
    पराया कर दिया एक क्षण में, जिन्हें बरसो तक अपना माना था
    कितने अरमानो, कितनी ख्वाहिशो, कितने सपनों से उनको बड़ा किया
    उनके पालन पोषण हेतु बिन सोचे अपना सर्वस्व दिया

    उस माँ का मन न जाने कितना बेबस हुआ होगा
    उस पिता का सपना न जाने कितना आहत हुआ होगा
    कौन जाने उस हृदय को कितनी चोट पहुची होगी
    कौन जाने वे अकेली आँखे कितने अश्रु रोयी होंगी

    कोई ठिकाना नहीं रहा, न अपना और न जिंदगी का
    अब तो पत्थर बन चुका है यहाँ दिल हर किसी का
    हाय! वृध्द की इस व्यथा पर कौन द्रवित होगा अब
    न जाने इस समस्या का अब अंत होगा कब!
    -भव्या गोगिया
    ©bhavyagogia

  • rima_sing 112w

    Confusion

    Confusion iss baat ki hai Kya Mai aged ho gai k nahi?

    Government office Mai form fill krne jati hu toh bolte hai school ka I-card ND bonofide certi chaiye.

    Bus Mai jati hu tu auntian bolti hai Sunday ko bhi tution chalu hai .

    ND for my family
    I'm 23 years old.
    ©rima_sing

  • rupal_kaur_anand 112w

    I might have experience ups and downs but my mother aged with lessons she has experienced and I have only heard them ....
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    #experienced #aged #mother #life #lifelessons #troubles

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    The wrinkles on my mother's face
    Tell... she has experienced more than
    I can ever think of
    I must listen those lessons she delivers to me
    They haven't come out of fictional stories

    ©R.K Anand

  • aryanakhan 136w

    Where once thunderstorms raged,
    and a whirlpool of unworldly dreams never aged.
    Now resides a heart so wrinkled,
    as if it has spent a thousand years on this world so sinful.

    Lewanai Shpana
    ©aryanakhan

  • rwtgaurav 142w

    #aged men # doctor #respect #

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    रूबरू जिसने ,उसे इस बेमतलबी दुनिया से कराया
    पदाभिमान के चक्कर मे उसी से ज़बान लड़ा बैठा।
    समर्पित
    ©rwtgaurav

  • chay_kanha 145w

    OLD MOTHER NEEDS HER SON NOT SOME BUN
    #pod #mirakee #writersnetwork #oldagehomes #bittertruth #aged

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    Aged

    All her life
    She wore just silk
    Now she waits
    For glass of milk
    Those walls listen to her stories
    Those roses bring out her smileys
    Those gates stop her from flying
    Yet she can't stop trying
    The love of utmost purity
    Stares out of window
    Waiting for charity
    ©chay_kanha

  • nkr_writings 152w

    Aged

    TALK MORE to them
    SHOW LOVE on them
    TAKE CARE of them
    ©nkr_writings

  • magicalmystery 156w

    An Aged Perspective

    All my life I've battled my reflection;
    I've seen a little girl,
    I've seen a little boy;
    I've seen a crying woman,
    I've seen a broken man.

    But now I see something else;
    A lack of feminine beauty.
    A lack of grace and pose.
    And I wonder to myself,
    Should I become a real boy?

    I don't see beauty in these eyes,
    But tragedy and pain;
    As a child I drew pregnant male lions;
    Perhaps that was my secret dream?

    As I look into my reflection,
    A genderless person stares back,
    Unable to smile without a cause,
    Unable to bleed without justification:
    They are restless in this cage called Home.

    Perhaps I will live in a body of a girl,
    And live a secret inner double life;
    The life of a man discovering himself
    In the facade of an aging young woman...

    Because with every day that passes,
    A wrinkle is created on my mirror's reflection.
    A long time ago, I thought I was beautiful.
    Perhaps I've just always been this handsome.

    ©magicalmystery

  • dejikuye 159w

    The Aged

    When poverty crowned and arrayed the aged
    Waning in travails to survive till they're dead
    And descendants pained, grieved and cried
    Twas painful but glorious exit they lied

    Wish them long life
    To be celebrated by their descendants
    More rewarding than they did their ancestors
    As blind sword and scale bearer sees flowers in times
    ©dejikuye

  • dimaeknox 165w

    Don't

    Wonder
    I told you to be careful
    Yell
    You took advantage of my kindness
    Panic
    Your friends will keep you company
    Cry
    You told me to leave
    Worry
    You've got your fancy toys
    Call
    I have nothing left to give you
    ©dimaeknox

  • juniflrz 169w

    Caged

    Caged and no liberty
    Aged in heavy sorrow
    Gaged in breaking free
    Edged with bad memories
    Dodged the entrapment of death.


    ©juniflrz?
    09/05/18
    Pic credit: bronlea.com

  • juniflrz 170w

    Young

    The mind holds our dreams and journeys of so many things to do with the illusion of being young forever. Do not waste precious time with resentments or fears. Breathe and live to the fullest.

    ©juniflrz?
    08/28/18

  • lilacsandroses 170w

    My soul has aged bitterly
    From years of happiness
    That was faked
    ©lilacsandroses