The sign of the old age

I no longer seek friends
Though I like to be one.
I don’t desire to admire
Though I like to be admired.
I spend more time to write
Rather than to read others’.
Having reached the terminal,
Helps and favours go redundant.
Leaving footprints grows imperative.
16.12.2008

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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