Rudyard Kipling

(30 December 1865 – 18 January 1936 / Bombay)

If - Poem by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream- -and not make dreams your master;
If you can think- -and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on! '

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings- -nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And- -which is more- -you'll be a Man, my son!

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  • (9/21/2017 12:52:00 PM)

    Wonderful combination of thoughts and heart. (Report) Reply

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  • Frederick Banda (8/30/2017 2:11:00 PM)

    A walk through life, tells it all. (Report) Reply

  • Godfrey Morris (8/22/2017 4:57:00 PM)

    This is eternally beautiful. (Report) Reply

  • (8/16/2017 1:21:00 PM)

    This is from a wise man indeed. It advices against comfort. When you are down, try to get back on your feet. When you are on your feet already, don't be satisfied, take another step, it may take you higher or bring you down. If it does the later, if you lose, start again at your beginning and breathe not a word about your loss. (Report) Reply

  • (8/10/2017 2:56:00 AM)

    I have always loved this poem (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (8/6/2017 10:54:00 AM)

    Nice penmanship. Beautiful and captivating. (Report) Reply

  • Pramodsai Thati (7/24/2017 3:18:00 PM)

    Such a beauty...inspiring... (Report) Reply

  • Ray Sinclair (7/21/2017 2:33:00 AM)

    Where have all the men like this gone? (Report) Reply

  • Bjpafa Meragente (7/19/2017 5:46:00 PM)

    Inspiring. Also remember a beautiful Portuguese translation, not to be seen or heard, in a blue frame, in a certain wall of a hall... (Report) Reply

  • Chukwuebuka  Emmanuel (7/7/2017 6:33:00 PM)

    Add a comment. I love this poem (Report) Reply

  • Amy Johnson (7/6/2017 2:29:00 PM)

    I want my son to read this. I fear what this world is doing to our youth, letting them think greed and excuses are the only thing that matters. Shameful. (Report) Reply

  • Banik Rai (7/1/2017 9:28:00 AM)

    This poem always has been my one of the best poem. I love this poem (Report) Reply

  • (6/13/2017 4:16:00 PM)

    Beautiful! (Report) Reply

  • Alexander Julian (6/9/2017 12:20:00 AM)

    So triumph and disaster are the same thing to this poet? Hmmm. Well, maybe if one looks at the world as a nasty thing, then sure. But how can triumph be disaster if triumph doesn't always involve a game to play? There'd have to be the pressure in order for it to be a game. (Report) Reply

    Alexander Julian Alexander Julian (7/6/2017 1:09:00 PM)

    Gods can be funny I guess. Certainly humanity can be of despair while a god, looking at the Earth through a clear glass or some clouds, tends to just know that humanity serves in its way or even fails to serve anything.

    Rajpal File Rajpal File (7/6/2017 2:09:00 AM)

    I do believe triumph and disaster to be the obverse and reverse of the same coin. It's the attitude and response to it that matters. Life of course certainly is a game, and we are the players, right?
    Man plans and the Cosmic Gods laugh

  • (6/5/2017 6:25:00 PM)

    love this poem, insiring and feel strenghth when reading (Report) Reply

  • M Sagnik Das (5/21/2017 11:43:00 AM)

    awesome poem...i love it (Report) Reply

  • (5/11/2017 11:28:00 AM)

    But, I'm a girl... shit... (Report) Reply

  • Tony Hoss (5/7/2017 6:24:00 AM)

    Total humility a majestic form of the inner soul, i love this poem, a real poem, superb articulate. (Report) Reply

  • (5/5/2017 2:12:00 AM)

    If you can read this poem and understand its meaning, then life will not be so complicated for you… what an inspiration ! (Report) Reply

  • (5/1/2017 8:44:00 AM)

    Most admirable of its kind.... I thank Rudyard sir for this words.... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 13, 2016

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