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The SWING

by Rahul (writer), Manama, January 02, 2013

age , life , joy , old man , end

A poem on an aged man enjoying the swing of life

An old man on a swing

Swinging back and forth.

Clenching his hands tight

On the rusty side chains.

Legs stretched and bend

To the rhythm of swing.

His cotton white beard as-

An aimless lite drift cloud,

Shining in the morning sun

Showing the sign of age.

Joy fills the fogy face like-

That in an innocent child’s.

The swing of life continues

Swinging back and forth.

Flawless as day and night

Swinging back and forth.

For a beautiful lives end

Swinging back and forth.



About the Writer

Rahul is a writer for BrooWaha. For more information, visit the writer's website.
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1 comments on The SWING

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By melanie jean juneau on January 02, 2013 at 06:47 pm

perfect rhythm, imagery, wording, theme- simpy perfect

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