I often get a terrible feeling
These days
Of being powerless
Helpless,
Of grappling
Against forces
Beyond my control…
I shout,
I protest,
I scream,
I grumble
I cry,
But all in vain…
Because it’s all part of nature…
Everything that takes birth must die…
Everyone who is born must grow, fall in love, move away…
Everything that lives must change…
For better or worse,
And one can only watch helplessly
While the juggernaut of time
Tramples on everything that it steps on…
I shout,
I protest,
I scream,
I grumble
I cry,
But all in vain…
Because it’s all part of nature…
Everything that takes birth must die… Everyone who is born must grow, fall in love, move away… Everything that lives must change… For better or worse, ..........you are presenting a great philosophy of life born out of your experiences.. yes we look at life helplessly as it comes and goes. that is life. very nice poem, thought provoking. thank you dear poetess. tony
The force of nature so strong, all part of it, well written
Time tramples everything it steps on and you watch the proceedings helplessly. But at the same time they say that 'the time is a great healer' too. And that's the beauty of His ways. This is again a very beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.
Gripping write on a sinking situation but I know that we were never born to suffer and just die. Each one has a choice to get out of the quicksand of hopelessness and start anew - reach for dreams and live in peace and freedom. Get it - it is there for you to reach!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
JASBIR, WE LIVE IN THE SAME WORLD, YOU AND I. AND TOGETHER, WE WILL LIVE UNTIL WE DIE. BUT, OH' THE PLEASURE OF BEING ALIVE - ROBERT BURNS - PORTLAND, OR, USA