Growing old, no finery, aging
body, luster gone from aging
eyes. Vanished beauty, shaded
looks from an old lover; the
The enemy that is not kind, as
both beauty and strength decays.
Time engulfs the aged, suddenly
life changes in every way.
Of youth, we dream, while youth
and old age begin to entwine; we
mellow with each setting sun, our
minds fight becoming old, of truth
At last, we see the world with fading
eyes; hearts becomes weak. The past
gone there is no future; the years have
gone by so quickly, we weep.
The days are long, were we ever young,
this crumbling body we cannot change; the
prison we live in, the past, the present
brings only weary pain.
Suffer, feeble, remembrance hidden deep
within our minds; emotions felt, we must
live the hand dealt life has not been
Frozen in time like ghosts’, nothing left to tell;
it is the last stage of life, some wait for Heaven,
while others continue to live in hell!
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14 thoughts on “Disappearing…”
wow, so feel like that today..great writing
Unfortunately, I felt like that when I wrote it in January of this year! Have a great day and thank you for visiting. Ann
A fine unfolding dear friend
Thank you so much. Have a great weekend. Ann
The best poems ever are the ones from the heart of our “real time” experiences. Love it!
Thank you for reading. Ann
At 64 I am astonished that I actually feel comfortable where I am. Something I would have thought ridiculous at 24.
Your right, but there are those that do feel like this…and yes I would not do it over again. thanks for the comment Ann
Age creeping up on you is one of those feelings that can cut you to the bone. Nicely written.
Thank you have a great weekend. Ann
while youth and old age begin to entwine…especially love that image, and of course the ending. Very nice – NN
Thank you. Ann
This is beautifully sad. I loved it!
Thank you. Ann
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