Whilst walking on shank’s mare
With feet naked of shoes of care
I traversed through
jungle of life
Wherein soothes the breeze of happiness
and torments the tornado of strife.
I rested under the leafy tree of love
standing at friendship’s gates.
I watered the plant shriveled
by the scorching sunbeams of hate
Therein I met the ravenous wolves
Who plots and savors your fall,
And the cunning foxes who
whispers the deceiving calls.
I saw the lions of terror
reveling in the pool of blood,
I saw the doves of peace
helping the sorrow hit birds.
I chanced upon the angels
with the eyes akin to doe,
And wondered at the earthlings
bereft of ill wishers and foes.
Whilst plucking the flower of love
I was hurt by the thorns of hate
While drinking the water of life
I was dragged by the currents of fate.
Now I know
Be friend or foe,
all play the God given part
With whom we meet
fight, love and depart.
Anjali
26-08-2009
Wherein soothes the breeze of happiness and torments the tornado of strife. I rested under the leafy tree of love standing at friendship’s gates. I watered the plant shriveled by the scorching sunbeams of hate This, Anjali, is the martyrdom of everyday life - to live, to love, no matter what spears life throws at us. We say this, but life is not the culprit; it's us; we throw the spears, in season and out of season. But the martyr bears it all and smiles and goes on lovingly to water a dying plant. Anjali, your soul is pure, this write shows it all. I'll always read you, with unbounded delight.10 on top of ten mark
Creativity blends with your skill, and finally upbrings a experimental overview of happiness over fight......
A superbly expressed beautiful poem yet another lovable and wise epic depicting the sadness and pain of life…… simply written….Wonderful metaphorical … suggestive…wisdom filled thanks for sharing 'I saw the lions of terror reveling in the pool of blood, I saw the doves of peace helping the sorrow hit birds. ' …awesome! ! ! here yer ten and cheers too
Primarily the metaphorical flow of words attract to sum up the subject of the poem finally...praise-worthy poem
oh sooooooooo sweetly woven the life's gist in these lines..wow anju u r great! 10+++++++++++++++++
u r right life now is like a jungle with no fear from the lord & the rule people r living with is (NO RULE) .great work keep it up.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a wild and lovely description of life! really I loved your JUNGLE. good choice of words!