Sunday 9 November 2014

The sign of the old age




I no longer seek friends
Though I like to be one.
I don’t desire to admire
Though I like to be admired.
I spend more time to write
Rather than to read others’.
Having reached the terminal,
Helps and favours go redundant.
Leaving footprints grows imperative.

16.12.2008

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