A Potpourri Poem by Rajesh Thankappan
A Potpourri
Amidst the wearying deserts of frustration
May lie the sporadic oasis of joy,
Life is a mix up of things
My friend, isn’t not a strange alloy?
Dwelling upon it a little further
Tell me friend, is this not true -
Often it is the pungent ingredients
That adds flavor to the life’s frothy brew.
So let me embrace my present disappointments
Those that now appear to me as pests
For at a future date, who knows?
Perhaps they might be my cherished guests!
Great write. The last stanza describes the mystery of life where man and his life are tested.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 1:52:58 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Yes. Life is like that. Today's enemy may be tomorrow's friend. Strange bedfellows they are called. All liked and disliked things in life have a purpose in the great scheme of the Almighty. One who understands this, like you in this poem, is said to be really wise. Good poem with a good message. Thanks.