For whom you are roving
For whom you moan,
Nobody will take your pain
Excepting you own.
Why are you shedding tears
For whom and for why,
None will wait for your end
Much before they will fly.
Time and tide wait for none
This life itself is so cruel.
It is like the leaves of the tree,
As mostly we all see.
The green leaves liven the tree
when they are green,
But unnoticing they fall and roll on dust
When they become grey.
Thus when you can
People will surround and extract you
But the moment you are undone
Mostly they all run away, deserting you.
This life itself is so cruel
As mostly we all see.
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Amitava (25.5.2014) 5-00 pm
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Wow! Such a poignant poem, Amitava. Also so totally true to life as we all know it here on earth. Why indeed shedding and wasting tears for no one who stays in life, taking and giving nothing in return. You are a wise man, Amitava. Yes, life can be so cruel, yet we live it anyway until it's end. Thank you for your poem of wisdom, it's words do shine into my mind now. RoseAnn
Wow! Such a poignant poem, Amitava. Also, so totally true to life as we know it here on earth. Why indeed shedding and wasting tears for no one who stays in life, taking and giving nothing in return. You are a wise man, Amitava. Yes, life can be so cruel, yet we live it anyway until it's end. A sad truth. Thank you for your poem of wisdom, it's words resonate and shine into my mind now. RoseAnn
This is a heartfelt realistic poem reflecting upon life and some of its cruelty, But we are also blessed for being provided with beautiful tokens of creation! Trees, for me, for example are a magnificent source of inspiration! I have also enjoyed your simile/comparison while mentioning the leaves of the tree, when they are green and when they are grey... Thanks very much for sharing it, Amitava!
Thus when you can People will extract the utmost from you But the moment you are undone Mostly they will desert you. This life itself is so cruel As mostly we all see. Your poem is a mirror we all face this cruelty.
You really have got it suss to a T. I can really resonate with your poem. Life is indeed a stage and sometimes we end up with a really difficult role. Congratulation! ! !
Story of life from beginning to ending is same for all of us. As long as money speaks life is beautiful. Beautiful write for all of us. Congrats for the member poem of the day!
EXPRESSIVE AND IMPRESSIVE! Why are you shedding tears For whom and for why, We are all alone in this world and AND leave ourselves someday! a TRUTH a TRUTH! Depth in words and TRUTH SIR! Thank you for sharing!
The green leaves liven the tree when they are green, But unnoticing they fall and roll on dust When they become grey. Death is the cruel fact of life.We have to accept it. A good write, thanks for sharing.
A fascinating poem containing much truth. Valsa said it best. Congrats on poem of the day!