Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Wisdom of the years ... so far

John Milton lamented the missing "inner ripeness" in On His Twenthy-Third Birthday. I moved away from that milestone ages ago but full blooming of creative, and even mental, faculties is nowhere in sight. I told a friend this morning that the wisdom of my years is (I am not telling my age) that I can still be fooled.

At my age
You are no longer a child
..................And being wild
At birthdays ought to be a thing of the past

It’s time to realize only a child jumps
At the sight of a gift
And teenagers are given birthday bumps
..................................These joys never last

But when you still can be fooled at my age
You must know you’re not yet a wise sage

You are still prone to deceptive art
Because a believing child still lives in the heart

3 comments:

Sunil Aggarwal said...

Hello Ashish
By the way, when is your birthday.
sunil

mohit mittal said...

simply superb...

Arun Aditya said...

Because a believing child still lives in heart.Touching line.Congrats.