It is difficult to admit for anyone, being old
Because the mind does not admit it as old
The flesh only undergoes wear and tear
Mind detaches from senility & remains bold
One does not remember the inability to remember
Failing organs are rejuvenated by using a good spare
Teeth and lenses are replaced & manlihood by viagra
Silicon replaces dwindling breasts expand sizes of bra
Lipo sucction, angioplasty cataract operation
Man has resorted even for teeth implantation
Greying of hair is not a big issue there is colouring
The combined pill takes care of hormonr depletion
When the ticker becomes slow or irregular
Cardiologist puts it right with a pace-maker
When both kineys fail, one looks for a donor
Even heart & lungs, are taken from a cadaver
If obesity causes flabbiness from the accumilated fat
A plastic surgeon will gladly remove by liposucction
If one is habbitated to eating too much, a gastric band
Surgery now can make a teenager out of a centenarian
When your better half isn’t performing as you expect
Replacement are in Mount lavinia beach from twilight
Of course they do not mark you on your performence
Tempting factor would be the thickness of your purse
7 thoughts on “Getting OLD!”
Thanks Ariya for posting a poem related to our ageing process.In the stanzas you have expressed your views of the ageing process, which most of us will find it hard to put together in our minds.
I maydis agree with your views in this aspect:
Ageing is not getting OLD, but LIVING the life we want,celebrating,and enjoying, the life, without, constantly reminding ourselves with the set backs, and punishing ourselves .
Yes Ariya, the more we know about the changes , the more we can work on them to slowdown the processes,by any means available, mindfully, artificially, physically, or …..?
Thank you for your kind words as you have touched an angle,
Missed in my verses, and know I have got myself in a tangle
By cross pollination of ideas and views together a strong product,
Be born taking ’64 batch web to enjoyment & information summit.
I am not worried about getting old but worried about sickness & miseries we encounter.
My dear Seelan,
You are absolutely right the sicknesses and disabilities are the curse
Stretching wrinkled skin and countering sagging is really a real farce
However our mind cheats giving a sense of permanency& when it changes
We seek a quick fix, resulting in plastic surgeons accruing enormous riches
There is a kind of plastic surgery I used to do my gynaecology days
‘Colpo-pereneorraphy’ after resecting the sagging uterus and tissues
By tightening the pelvic floor, plastic surgery though, a tighter vagina
Appreciated by couples, improving the well being till men got angina!!!
enjoyed your poetry Ariya. Thanks. Getting old is not fun. when I did pain management , I used tell my patients who are chronic complainers ” after age 40 , when you wake up in the morning if you do not have mild aches and pains — that means you are dead “.
At 70 + my aches are still mild thank goodness. I am very much alive. I have just been advanced to play ” Pickle Ball ” with the intermediate group , which is a good thing. I have to be faster than before.
Age is just a number. We have to keep moving to make all our joints functioning properly Do not stop learning new things everyday. That keeps are brain active. Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow is unknown. Live at the present moment enjoy every second,
Thanks Nisantha for appreciation and your advice
Enlighten me on ‘ pickle ball’ sounds a thing nice
Mental faculties, I do try writing dhamma and verses
In this atrocious weather I do lack exercises outdoors
Pickle ball is a game played with paddles. A game in between tennis and table tennis. It can be played indoors or out doors.
If you google pickle ball , you would be able to learn about the game and see videos of how it is played.