I wrote this poem by putting myself into the shoes of the dying old people.. Here I have written abo... I wrote this poem by putting myself into the shoes of the dying old people.. Her...

But I'm dying begging for pity. For there is nothing more l can do. But I'm dying begging for pity. For there is nothing more l can do.

The poem inspires to try. The poem inspires to try.

I still remember that day when you said goodbye I still remember that day when you said goodbye

This look in her eyes telling otherwise, Leaving me dying as dreams do. This look in her eyes telling otherwise, Leaving me dying as dreams do.

Talk about the whys and where Let him know that you are there Talk about the whys and where Let him know that you are there