Life, like a practiced comedian on the stage
Keeps smiling and frowning in turn
Under the embers of joy that spark from our hearts
There lies the pulverized heap of shattered dreams
Life is often a tight rope walk
Demanding us to proceed with utmost caution
A false step can often prove fatal
Landing us in some bottomless abyss
While staying at the Himalayan heights of joy
We might be hurled down into the nadir of despair
Soon after proudly flaunting the trophy
We may be smashed into utter defeat
Trials and sorrows predominate in life
And joy is only a passing phase
We are dragged down even by little things
And the trivial sometimes assumes demoniac dimensions
What is needed in this erratic course of life
Is the ability to sustain a kind of equipoise
We should stoically face life's challenges and trials
And cherish, at any chance the short intervals of joy
We should stoically face life's challenges and trials And cherish, at any chance the short intervals of joy Life is beautiful in-spite of all the hurdles, Bearing it with a big broad smile and never giving in to the hardships. Beautifully written showing all the shades of life. My compliments for this thought provoking poem.10 seems less for this poem.
I am a stoic. Your poem was just how I see things. Such an intelligent and insightful piece of writing done very eloquently. A 10+
The short interval of joy that comes after a long painful period is more pleasant than any other thing we see, we feel and we react in our life. Valsa is a great hunter of beauty and capable of capturing the beautiful eyed deer alive without giving them a wound.
Life, s philosophy expressed in so beautiful words- - Trials and sorrows predominate in life And joy is only a passing phase We are dragged down even by little things And he trivial sometimes assume demoniac dimensions.
Life is often a tight rope work... appreciated this thoughtful expression. Top score and to my favourite! !
A BRILLIANT MODERN POEM... It seems my lap top almost automatically decided on the caps... Just one thing, if 'joy is a passing phase', so are sorrows. Man's essential nature is bliss, which is there if he's in touch with his true self. Yes, one need be a stoic, sthita-prajna, as B.Geeta said.
Trials and sorrows predominate in life And joy is only a passing phase We are dragged down even by little things And the trivial sometimes assumes demoniac dimensions.....so true. You have made an insightful inscription on life incisively. Truth inside life is well executed. A brilliant poem is amazingly shared.10
A balanced view of life presented with a wise choice of words. Again an enriching piece from your mighty pen. A reflection of your deep insight. Full marks to you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
With trials and sorrows at times. Nice work.