The Alzheimer's Infancy Poem by Kesav Venkat Easwaran
The Alzheimer's Infancy
Dusk time lazy late hours
A prominent three-fourth moon
I notice him come inside
From my front room window side
He opens my house compound gate
Moves few steps towards in
Then turns back, walks, gets to the gate
Shuts it promptly as he leaves...
A gentleman aged eighty-three
One among my neighbors he
An esteemed person dignified
A rich man, high society
A rise would meet a fall indeed
A fall that comes gradually
Old age random discrepancies
The Alzheimer's infancy
12th Jan 2020
Life and birth, Infancy to old age; Living! ! ! ! Only to die one day. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Slight loss of memory make old persons behave like kids. Thanks Edward for your insightful feedback
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/16/2024 1:49:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
An astute observation on people's behavior. Vividly depicted and well conveyed.
Thanks for your insightful feedback Rose Marie. Good words on my write. Liked