I Am Growing Old

mimpi
My eyes are growing old
With the bleaks I suppose not to see and less of shines I must
I wonder if you will like me with old eyes.

My ears are growing old
With spurt of falsities and less of solicitous symphony I must
I wonder if you will like me with old ears.

My lips are growing old
With the fake guilt smiles and less of squashy love I must
I wonder if you will like me with old lips.

My nose is growing old
With plastic breeze and less of essential fragrance I must
I wonder if you will like me with an old nose.

My heart is growing old
With sopping up blots, blues, blames, growing big and supple
I know you will love me with an old heart.


Mou D

20February 2008

Published by mimpi

Mimpi (Mou D) is freelance writer who writes to express her thoughts and views on this enriching journey of life. She is always looking forward to learn and share her insights while living life to the fullest.  View profile

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  • saivenkaat80200311/8/2008

    The reason why i love your heart, despite growing old..is that it carries in the TONS and TONS of love.. and does hold in it the good friends like me.

    Take care friend. God Bless.

  • Morton Templeton6/24/2008

    Beautiful loved this one thanks

  • Mary E. Coe5/11/2008

    Beautifully written. Enjoyed.

  • Teresa Mahieu3/31/2008

    You have a big heart and one can't help but love your words (and you).

  • Pearlygates3/22/2008

    Great job. This was very nice!

  • Linda Ann Nickerson3/20/2008

    Ah! I can feel it! This is so telling and true.

  • Elizabeth Damons3/19/2008

    Growing old with style!

  • memmay1513/19/2008

    Nice poem ....I'm already there...

  • Mags3/15/2008

    Love this poem!

  • Hi my eHow friend3/5/2008

    Good poem... It's kjv4thee. ( come talk to me )

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