Life's Futility Poem by Raymond Farrell
Life's Futility
We are all
in this boat
together baling water
like mad fiends
every waking hour
and some even
go on doing so
in their dreams
but
for all our efforts
there's that hole
in the boat
through which life
ebbs away
day by day
until one day
we just quit baling
and it's finally over.
Saturday, November 4, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: commentary
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Best Poems
Best Member Poems
Best Classical Poems
New Poems
New Poets
Best Member Poets
Best Classical Poets
Explore Poems
Explore Poets
Poem Of The Day
Love Poems
Baby Poems
Death Poems
Sad Poems
Birthday Poems
Wedding Poems
Nature Poems
Sorry Poems
Hero Poems
Poetry E-Books
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/25/2024 6:55:58 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A great metaphor for life.