Another Sad Day

My hairs are now gray
But you are not here with me
Another sad day

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The game of love

The game of love that I played
I was unfair all the way
I won your heart and broke it
Like a poor toy made of clay
Now I long for you today
When my hairs have become gray

Now I understand all the truth
I wasted all my precious youth
I made mistake in the first place
My whole life is now in a mess
Now I long for you today
When my hairs have become gray

Now we are oceans apart
All the girls now break my heart

Now I know what you mean to me
So I cry for my destiny
Now I have lost life's joy and charms
Now I long for your tender arms
Now I long for you today
When my hairs have become gray

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When The Right Time Comes

when the right time comes
i will tell you
that i love you

even when all our hairs
have turned to gray
even when all the gray hairs
have gone away

but now my love
my lips are sealed
my hands are chained
i am inside this cell
my feet are gel


wait a while
i am setting myself free

help me find
my claws my wings my eyes

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Between Me and My Mirror

quatrain, ABAB

Mirror, mirror, the answer please
sound it with your softest voice.
I deal, dear Face, with expertise.
Ask on, I fear you'll not rejoice.

Mirror, are there gray hairs dancing
in among my blackest blacks?
Face, I see your foes advancing.
They're waving little silver plaques

in bold print, revealing loudly:
Gray hairs never, ever quit.
Gray is in, wear it proudly.
Lie not, dye not, give up, submit.

Mirror, mirror, the answer please
What are my best alternatives?
Face it, gray is not some disease
for treatment nor preventatives.

Glaring roots and ghastly color
will leave you appalled with regret
Let gray come, life could be duller
thank God, you're not bald, not yet.

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Isaiah 46: 3

(from the song 'Isaías 46: 3' by Daniel Calveti)

From our mom’s womb
Until our gray hairs
//I’ll adore you//

From our mom’s womb
Until our gray hairs
//I’ll adore you//

//You deal with me//
//You do fill me//
//You do love me//
//You have made me//

////I’ll adore you////
////I’ll adore you////

From our mom’s womb
Until our gray hairs
//I’ll adore you//

From our mom’s womb
Until our gray hairs
//I’ll adore you//

//You deal with me//
//You do fill me//
//You do love me//
//You have made me//

////I’ll adore you////

////I’ll adore you////

////I’ll adore you////

You are Holy
You are so sweet
You are so just
We adore Your Love

//You deal with me//
//You do fill me//
//You do love me//
//You have made me//

////I’ll adore you////

////I’ll adore you////

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Rabindranath Tagore

Gray hairs are signs of wisdom if you hold your tongue, speak and they are but hairs, as in the young.

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I Wish That I Could Have Stayed In My Twenties

Life seemed so good when I was in my twenties
Before time left me looking old and gray
I used to play Soccer and Gaelic football
And I could run and chase the ball all day.

I was never much good at soccer or Gaelic football
Though like many others I too dreamt of fame
But I did not play for esteem and honours
I only played because I loved the game

I wish that I could have stayed in my twenties
Life is much better for those in their prime
But on looking back three decades passed so quickly
And one can't turn back the hands of time.

It has been said that with gray hairs there's wisdom
But as often is the case it isn't so
Some people as they age they grow less tolerant
And they seemed to have more wisdom years ago.

The best years of my life were in my twenties
When I could run and chase the ball all day
And don't tell me that in gray hairs there is wisdom
When it is more of a sign of ageing and decay.

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Gray hairs are death's blossoms.

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Gray hairs are death's early blossoms.

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Hunter S. Thompson

The person who doesn't scatter the morning dew will not comb gray hairs.

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The person who doesn't scatter the morning dew will not comb gray hairs.

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Nothing dates one so dreadfully as to think someplace is uptown. At our age one must be watchful of these conversational gray hairs.

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Jean Paul

Gray hairs seem to my fancy like the soft light of the moon, silvering over the evening of life.

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George Bancroft

By common consent gray hairs are a crown of glory; the only object of respect that can never excite envy.

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Excerpt, A Grammatical Lapse Corrected....

a long time
and now here you are with all these gray hairs,

and you confess
that at this age all that you want to do is listen

it is unlikely that you write
for there will be more corrections and it will really take
a whole lifetime to
finish and
remove all these errors

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the Gray Season

Trees shed,
Ostensible hairs,
Actual tears,
This season,
Gray season.

Ominous skies,
puffed with particles,
particles of pure joy.
Skies rain down pure joy!

Days of pure joy;
Beautiful and yet,
we get but four,
and none more.

Gray season, indeed.

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No gray hairs streak my soul, no grandfatherly fondness there I shake the world with the might of my voice, and walk-handsome, twentytwoyearold.

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You Are All Greek To Me

I am optimistic but you are all Greek to me
I don’t understand at all what’s in your mind baby!

It seems you will love me someday
But all my hairs are turning gray!

I don’t know why I love you so much
Though you are even beyond my touch!

It seems you will need me somehow
But most crucial moment is now!

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A Sorrowful Birthday

Today is my birthday
On this day please don't stay
Sorrow please go away
My hairs are turning gray
Love is life people say
I want love come what may
I want to see hope's ray
God make me smile I pray

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I've tried doing so, for it was never my intention to paint only with gray. But in the course of my work I have eliminated one color after another, and what has remained is gray, gray, gray!

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Ringing the Bells

And this is the way they ring
the bells in Bedlam
and this is the bell-lady
who comes each Tuesday morning
to give us a music lesson
and because the attendants make you go
and because we mind by instinct,
like bees caught in the wrong hive,
we are the circle of crazy ladies
who sit in the lounge of the mental house
and smile at the smiling woman
who passes us each a bell,
who points at my hand
that holds my bell, E flat,
and this is the gray dress next to me
who grumbles as if it were special
to be old, to be old,
and this is the small hunched squirrel girl
on the other side of me
who picks at the hairs over her lip,
who picks at the hairs over her lip all day,
and this is how the bells really sound,
as untroubled and clean
as a workable kitchen,
and this is always my bell responding
to my hand that responds to the lady
who points at me, E flat;
and although we are not better for it,
they tell you to go. And you do.

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