Old Age

As the time flies by, I realize I am not getting younger

As my beard turns grey, I realize I am getting older

The boiling blood that made me take on the world

Has slowed down allowing my age to build

My skin is no longer strong enough to withstand the hard weather

Loss of energy has put me in a state of bother 

Old age is not the time to compete with others

It is when the reality registers we are leaving as loners 

It is the time we understand that our voice can't be heard

We are no longer a flying bird but just a caged bird

The looming fate of a dry leaf

When it falls from a tree in disbelief 

Age could just be a number 

But it hits us like a thunder

Soul may never get older

But the body never gets younger

We see the young guns bursting with liveliness

We get a feeling that we are becoming useless

Our body doesn't follow our instructions

It withers down without any justifications 

When we see our face in the mirror

Wrinkles reflecting our old age causes terror

Age is not something that we can bargain

We are becoming sensitive like a child again

No medicine can stop us from aging

Helplessness just goes on aggravating

We are just getting closer to the inevitable death

This is nothing but a gospel truth 

Age could just be a number 

But it hits us like a thunder

Soul may never get older

But the body never gets younger