Treasure Island

GREENWOLFE 1962

(MARCH 23, 1951)

A Life Without Joy


I think I'm going to make it through,
It's been so long you see;
There's much more life behind me now
Than out in front of me.

There was a time, when not so sure;
I thought to end it then.
I didn't see how one could live
Without much joy and win.

But I found out you can endure
Without a special one.
And after all, it must be said;
Of fate, what's done is done.

And so I choose to carry on
With life and burdens bore.
I hope if I can carry these,
God may not give me more.

But if He did, I hope He'd grant,
My just one simple plea;
To end my life with one great love
Who'd bring great joy to me.

So now I'm near the end of life,
My joyless days near done.
I'd lie if I would dare to say,
I never did have fun.

But what is true, and that's the rub,
Of life, don't you agree;
Is love is really what's required,
For joy to be set free?

So on it is with what remains,
I hope, not very long;
Of life, perhaps to know great love,
If it should come along.

And as I go my separate way,
I'll not begrudge their joy;
If others feel what I once felt,
When I was just a boy.

Instead I'll smile and just recall
The joy I felt back then.
And know that I'll feel soon enough
Love's wondrous joy again.

Submitted: Saturday, April 04, 2009
Edited: Friday, May 06, 2011

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  • Lady Grace (5/5/2011 9:00:00 PM)

    again, i found ur poems which gives comfort to my heart..been stressed these past days, that's why i search ur poems coz i know, i could be comforted here...i already found my name below but am back again to share my few words of appreciation..ur poems, i really like.. (Report) Reply

  • Nicky Tatem (8/14/2009 3:02:00 PM)

    Strength, defiance, reflection and a wry smile.

    This is wonderfully crafted - thank you for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Cristy Upshaw (4/18/2009 6:25:00 PM)

    To live a life without the joy of blissful love can be done with ample amount of strength and wonderment; however, you to find the love after so long without expectations is so extraordinary no matter the distance. Your words stunning and amazingly written even after read... oh, I have lost count. (Report) Reply

  • Cristy Upshaw (4/15/2009 3:54:00 PM)

    I'm truly stunned. This touched me so deeply. I felt every word so immensely. You are truly a magnificent writer. Thank you for always being you. (Report) Reply

  • Naidz Ladia (4/14/2009 6:56:00 PM)

    a life without joy

    ...is like a heart without love
    .....like a river without water
    .........a moon without light
    .............sky without stars
    .................without
    ......................sun..

    so, a life without joy is hopeless, senseless, lifeless..lavs ya.. (Report) Reply

  • T S (4/13/2009 1:31:00 PM)

    An amazing Beautiful write..
    Love is life...
    we all need a potion of it to get us through....
    10/10 (Report) Reply

  • rago rago (4/13/2009 3:03:00 AM)

    a beautiful write......and i am enthraled to read and thanks for your kind sharing. (Report) Reply

  • ~ Jon London ~ (4/7/2009 4:38:00 AM)

    Wolfy my friend, your works expand the mind and soul..with each new excellent piece you create..your words dive into a world where only the great poets of the earth are born...............beautiful piece yet again my friend.10++


    Best wishes

    Jon (Report) Reply

  • Vaibhav Pandey (4/7/2009 12:38:00 AM)

    brilliant poem once again sir......your treatment of the theme is effortless....10 without hesitation (Report) Reply

  • Dr Hitesh Sheth (4/6/2009 11:34:00 PM)

    I believe that joy is always in present...........though our mind always dwell in past or take a flight of fancy in future................Good Write...............My poem would be appropriate comment to your poem...........

    Tomorrow I will be Happy


    Small child dressed shabbily,
    His eyes dusty, hair shaggy.
    'When I will grow big,
    I would have sweets many,
    I would play throughout the day,
    And would be free from elder's tyranny,
    Tomorrow I will be happy.”
    Hearing, HITESH laugh heartily.

    Schoolboy donning dress neatly,
    His eyes sleepy, hair curly.
    'When I will grow big,
    I will see movies many,
    I will roam throughout day,
    And would be free from teacher's tyranny,
    Tomorrow I will be happy.”
    Hearing, HITESH laugh heartily.

    Teenager sporting T-shirt trendy,
    His eyes dreamy, hair lengthy.
    'As I have grown big,
    I would have girl friends many,
    Soon completing boring study,
    Would earn early and marry promptly.'
    Tomorrow I will be happy,
    Hearing HITESH laugh heartily.

    Worried man wearing suit perfectly,
    His hair receding, eyes weary.
    'Soon my son will grow up,
    After completely his costly study
    Would earn money plenty,
    And fulfilled my dreams many.'
    Tomorrow I will be happy,
    Hearing HITESH laugh heartily.

    Old man wearing clothes dirty,
    His vision dimly, hair hoary.
    'Now I have grown old,
    Fate has made joke cruelly,
    Soon completing life sickly,
    Will die and free from misery.'
    In next life I will be happy,
    Hearing HITESH WEEP heartily. (Report) Reply

  • Sathyanarayana M V S (4/6/2009 10:33:00 PM)

    A thought provoking, intense poem. The style unique, with beauty and cogency, that flows like a gushing river; The GW style. (Report) Reply

  • Ernestine Northover (4/6/2009 8:49:00 AM)

    Wonderful Wolfey, I loved this one, and I am older than you too. Nicely flowing along, trips off the tongue well.
    Love and hugs Ernestine XXX (Report) Reply

  • Duh Huh (4/4/2009 2:59:00 PM)

    Theres pain and hope here intertwinded, a bittersweet story of love and the hope for a future we fear may not provide what we most desire. Well penned and tuoching as always. (Report) Reply

  • Susan Bagley (4/4/2009 1:09:00 PM)

    Wolfey,
    AGain my compliments and applause at such a rythmic and well rhymed verse, but moreso, a poignant revelation of heartfelt joy and pain, fear and hope.
    Well done my friend,
    Susan (Report) Reply

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