OLD AGE

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

The poes compare youthful energy in young person with the sun in the east and the weaned energy in old person with the sun in the west

OLD AGE

The sun rose, the sun tossed and the sun bossed,

The sun pulled pool out of it, the evaporate,

And the transpirate out of leaves and leaflets that bowed.

 

The sun that sprout’d, the sun that rout’d and the sun that roared,

The sun that pushed the cloud out it, the condensate

Then liquate ran into the drainage that oar.

 

The sun that created, the sun that irradiated, the sun that mutated,

The sun that configurated the planets, and earth precipitated,

And the crystallate bore forth forest that mesomerated.

 

 In the East I could raise not to the sun in the high.

 

The time then flew, the time that quenched, the time that sawn,

The time that peeled life off its energy, evaporated

And the dissipate ran down with the by-gone yearn.

 

Now the pool is evaporateless,

Now the sky is condensateless,

And the solar system precipitateless.

 

In the West I can weigh the sun with fully opened eyes.

 

 

Adesokan Saheed Ademola

Department of Pure and Applied Chemistry,

Ladoke Akintola University of Technology, Ogbomoso, Nigeria.

 


Submitted: January 27, 2021

© Copyright 2021 Adesokan Saheed Ademola. All rights reserved.

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