Treasure Island

Vivek Tiwari

(23 July 1985 / Gaura (R.S.) Pratapgarh)

Life Is But A Roaring Stream


Life is but a roaring stream
Where upon this boat is to swim
This boat of carporal frame
Now the boatman has to hail is
To swim and gain the holiest bank
Where the Light welcomes the voyage
And the Mightest Sun sparkles the rays.

If his (boatman) hands solec and weaken
He shall sink in black streams
For no life, no breathing around
Far-fetching darkness, suffocation surrounds.

Submitted: Thursday, December 27, 2012

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

What do you think this poem is about?



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Life Is But A Roaring Stream by Vivek Tiwari )

Enter the verification code :

  • Valsa George (12/28/2012 7:55:00 AM)

    We have to sail to the bank, cutting through roaring waters with all our might with a sense of drection and a sense of purpose ! Otherwise our boat will capsize and we will sink down into the black streams! A good poem! ! (Report) Reply

Read all 3 comments »

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Heart Strung, Joseph Walden
  2. It is time, Charity Nduhiu
  3. A Rainbow holder, Antonio Liao
  4. The Marketplace, Tony Adah
  5. Sailing Midnight, Steven Rhoads
  6. No one is, hasmukh amathalal
  7. Seizing The Arrears, Dexsta Ray
  8. I shall sing, hasmukh amathalal
  9. Thelo (1), Branden Aeling
  10. Why lord should look, hasmukh amathalal

Poem of the Day

poet James Whitcomb Riley

When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock
And you hear the kyouck and gobble of the struttin' turkey cock
And the clackin' of the guineys, and the cluckin' of the hens
...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

poet Claude McKay

 
[Hata Bildir]