This Poem and a Ring

by Hafeez ur Rehman



Is it enough to stand by when wrinkles raid your hands and lifeline escapes my loosening fist. Maybe so, when you sit back fat on a rocking chair and worry beads spill in your lap. Or when you battle and win your yearnings and I retreat lock stock and soul from your love and war. Perhaps, in time, when you fold your hands, or place one under your chin to look forward in the past this ring will leave a mark.

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09-Feb-2014

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A very well and sensitively composed poem with moving expressions on aging. Please do check out my poem "Four Seasons and Stages of Life!" on a similar theme posted here:

http://www.boloji.com/index.cfm?md=Content&sd=Poem&PoemID=17718

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Padmaja Iyengar
12-Feb-2014 04:32 AM