While They Feel Lonely  By Their Oldness  / Poem by Irannii Saikia

Poem by Irannii Saikia

 

While They Feel Lonely 
By Their Oldness 

They are taking
Odourless fragrance
Beyond flowers or blossoms !
Let’s go to see,
That eye hole ;
How much they have capabilities ?
Without funeral sang a song
They wipe out their tears.
Each moment of these path
Will you find out that realities
to see with half an eye ?
Oh younsgers !
Dearest sons, daughters
Brothers and Sisters,
There is a screw
loose in everywhere.
Before extinct those life’s of glossy ;
Be a noble, have to do
As an Idol.
With harmonious flute
or poetry El-dorado,
Through a hole to let in light
Shall you make your eyes at all around !
While oldsters feel lonely !
If you prepare
Short pictorial poems of poetry
to make yourself grapnel,
Then as beauty by free-will
Should not be ignore to follow
all epics of hartatory.
It’s a mysterious gigantic ball
Pupils like to present oneself.
Elders had been seen frequently
Through a hole to let in light fruitfully.
With a plenty work they tried
To wake up by living things or tools
from the land of nod.
Oh humane, humanist
Let’s us walk neck and neck with them,
While oldsters feel lonely !

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