Two Sides To A Coin Poem by Bhavika Sicka

Enveloped in darkness, I often wonder,
What is the use of this darkness yonder,
The hollow blackness of the night?
On reflecting further it comes to me,
When darkness goes it helps me see,
And makes me appreciate light.

When in despair I often wonder,
After making a mistake or creating a blunder,
Why does one fail in life?
Then I understand, by failing less,
We wouldn’t be able to value success,
And would fail to overcome strife.

When life is burdened with gloom and sorrow,
And I am craving for a better tomorrow,
I tell myself, shouldn’t sadness be less?
It is only after experiencing pain and tears,
When the phase is over and the good times are near,
That one truly enjoys happiness.

Huddled in a corner, forlorn, I’d agree,
Anyone would feel left out and lonely,
Then why do people be on their own?
It is because one can enjoy company,
Interacting with friends and family,
Only after experiencing being alone.

There are times when I am shivering in the cold,
My senses numbing, yet trying to be bold,
I ask, why should one tolerate chill?
It is after experiencing cold can one feel,
Comfort and warmth which soothe and heal,
Tolerance in ourselves we must instill.

Sometimes when hunger overcomes me,
I figure what hungers purpose could be,
I understand, abstinence is a feat.
Through experience I learn, it is when one craves,
That they do not waste food and learn to save,
And cherish every mouthful they eat.

When on the road the blind child stumbles,
Totters and trips, gropes and fumbles,
I wonder, why can’t he see light?
God is teaching us that if we take
Life’s gifts for granted, we make a mistake,
We should value our gift of sight.

During the times my actions are restrained,
When I’m given no freedom and told to refrain,
I ask, why can’t one be free?
After analyzing it comes to my mind,
Only after one is bound and confined,
Does he understand the worth of liberty.

When around me I see animosity and hate,
Hoping the wars and terror abate,
I ask, why doesn’t enmity cease?
It is only after hatred will people cherish love,
And join hands thanking the God above,
For granting brotherhood and peace.

God has made bad so we value what’s good,
God has made hunger so we value food,
Every coin has two sides.
God has made lies so we value what’s true,
God has made old so we value what’s new,
In the bad, the good we must find.

God has made wrong, so we value what’s right,
God has made weakness so we value might,
There’s a calm which follows a tide.
Each obstacle which we are made to face,
Moulding our life’s direction and pace,
Comes with its flipside.