Ageing!
You inevitable menacing eventuality
You irreversible fading of faculty
Invisibly existing from inception
Locked within the crate of infancy
Overridden- terrified by juvenile
But courageously storming at the climax
Ageing!
You resolutely descend at retirement
Pushing to the loathsome derailment
Pretty creatures to deterioration
Your revolting withered achievement
Reveal thy alteration proof
Oh! You formidable lethal unguis
Ageing!
Power beyond the competence of wits
You slight the concealing mask to fix
And defeat the slowing ploy with time
Your dentine tearing all resistant tricks
To wreck the fabric of alluring design
To devour till one’s frail and gaunt
Ageing!
You who strike till one’s totally beaten
You who bite till one’s wholly eaten
Mock and dare me your grip to resist
For each attempt your fang to deepen
Follow the hollow to the depth within
Keep toiling till the entirety is damned.
We watch ourselves grow older each day, we watch the wrinkles appear at places we don’t want them to. We watch our skins slack and dull off. We try our best to preserve the youth we want – because actually before the people of this world youth is more desirable and we really want our physical appearance to please them.
When we take drastic measure to limit the ageing process, there is always the unfailing point when ageing turns defiant and intractable – that’s exactly the time it hits hard.
Do this
Good health is important for graceful ageing. Looking good at old age is about taking good care of your health right from young age
Keep fit, take care of your health, stay happy and whatever you o, not war against the aging process – it will win eventually. Welcome it, embrace it. Be happy with it.
Love people around you, love yourself.
Don’t be frustrated by anything.
Wishing you all graceful ageing.
Stay cheerful❤
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Time goes too fast, that is why For once I need to choose myself, or else I’m going to lose myself. Thanks for this nugget of inspiration
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You’re most welcome, Kings! Choosing yourself is a wise choice. Wishing you get to a ripe old age in great health.
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Love it! 💜 Excellent job!!
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Thank you! Glad you love it.
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Hi Florence, I nominated you for the ideal inspiration award. Here’s the link to my post
https://thelizziesjournal.wordpress.com/2020/07/28/ideal-inspiration-blogger-award/
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Aging is so inevitable😁 this is a beautiful poem. I remember when I was a minor I couldn’t wait to be 18. 😂 but the responsibility of being an adult is so much
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I don’t have a choice but to keep learning. Meanwhile, I’m still trying to figure out who you’ll pay the copyright fee for jotting down Achebe’s words to.
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😀😀. I have no idea.
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Everything you know today is as a result of what you copied from your teacher and others. Champions look at what others has done, copy it and mix it with their ingenuity and pest
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He’s kidding but you’re right. We research others to learn the way they do it and do the same in our own way!
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Your poem reminds me of the poem “The Panic of Growing Older” by Lenrie Peters. Life is an irony though. When a child is born, he is naturally expected to grow. With each passing day, he advances in age and frame. However, as he advances in age, he begins to ‘age’. All of a sudden, it dawns on him that his clock is fast-ticking and then begins to struggle with time. But alas, all he can do is to live well and live right. In the words of Achebe, “the man who has never submitted to anything will eventually submit to his burial mat” .
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Well said. You’re well read and versatile lbk. Thank you for sharing your wisdom. I love the quote by Achebe, I’m so jotting it down. Thank you.😊
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Time goes so quickly! I remember when I was just 21.
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😀 That was then, when life was without much bother.
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