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I have trodden the path destiny wrote, in times both hot or cold,
often I have wondered why, this body appears to be getting old.
For my spirit is the very same, that adventured through my teens,
when fun was the primary pursuit, chasing girls in skin tight jeans.
I’ve burned the candle without a care, both ends at the same time,
savoured the fruits of life when, to ecstatic heights I strove to climb.
But now the things I did all night, can take all of the night instead
and no more is my playground of love, my beautiful king size bed.
My mind yearns the same desires, that burned as they always did,
my body wont perform the same, as when I was a wild teenage kid.
Wisdom has grown instead, so I accept the grey hairs on my head,
but to where will I go I ponder at length, when this old body is dead ?
Our wrinkles deepen and slowly join, while the hairs whiten then fall,
old is but a mistaken frame of mind, with thoughts narrow and small.
For I have done many things and enjoyed all the pleasures I sought
and will remain forever more, when time reduces memory to naught.
In a list
A contest entry
- A Duel of Poets (1) Invite only! by Beating.
450 points, ended April 12, 2008, 13 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Rhyme and Flow part 7 Old - 50,000 points series by cricketjeff.
4000 points, ended August 15, 2008, 36 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - NOW PRE-WRITES Aging ~~ Birthdays are NOT optional ?!?! ~~ L@@K by Melissa Burns.
300 points, ended August 21, 2008, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Thank you for your entry in the contest. A very interesting poem dealing with the problem of 'old age'
Congratulations on the HM, well deserved
Sue and Jeff
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Great job on thsi poem! Thank you for the entry and best of luck to you with this and the other contests
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How right you are.Age is just a state of mind.My mind is still eighteen Whoopeeee!!!!!!
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Wow! I'm going to hate judging this, because everything I've read so far is better than anything I imagined. Your poem speaks of life wisdom, and maybe a longing for your youth? It seems that you are comfortable where you are, and nothing beats that. I felt honoured by reading this, since I still have so much of this to learn. I loved it!
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Excellent, and oh so true!
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