Crowned with feathers of experience!
Gooseberries are the fruit that tastes
Tart, Sour, pungent and finally sweet
It's like testing of all your qualities
Then finally giving sweetness of the fruit.
Experience is the test of patience.
Fruits are the reap of hard work, ripens at different times.
Like parents getting love and care in their older times.
Relishing the rare Fruit of contentment is another feather.
Never loose that fruit to the time or to anyone
Relish it whenever you get.
But being happy in-spite of all odds is another feather added.
Experience teaches us,
Never dance, when some one play with music of your emotions.
No stones can touch you until you allow so.
Spread the lights of wisdom and love, peace is sure to follow.
Experience is the scars remained,
Telling us to walk cautiously.
Experience is the best teacher
Which give us pain first to make us understand
Then teach lessons.
It teaches us to rise strongly
Even after falling from a great height.
Its making us strong
By testing us hard
Its like iron has to pass thru a high temperature
To mould it perfectly strong.
Who doesn't want to wear crown?
Each of us has crown.
Each feather embed in it is the experience.
Experience is the wonderful teacher!
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Comments about this poem (Crowned with feathers of experience! by Geetha Jayakumar )
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Still I Rise
Edgar Allan Poe
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
William Ernest Henley