Sheathe Less

I decided to do away with my hair-dye.
Suddenly I heard some chuckle
Some one was struggling inside.
An old man stepped out of body.
His rickety bones rattle with time.
He walked away shedding sheaths.
At last he threw away his denture too.
Still keeping an eye on lonely ā€˜Iā€™
Oh! What a pure smile he kept on!
His gums rose in eastern horizon,
While his body floats in western sea,
Shrill cry of newborn baby rise in air
Nature is reincarnated again!

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