Nothing Tells Me How To Begin Again Poem by Shalom Freedman
Nothing Tells Me How To Begin Again
Nothing tells me how to begin again
Or even how to try
I am too old now
And how can I expect to do at the age of seventy- five?
What I could not do in the previous fifty years?
I am a fool
I am a failure
I am still dreaming and hoping
But I will begin again
And try again
And probably fail again
And go on again
For as long as I can.
That's the spirit! Start again, As long as your alive There's still hope That good things may arrive
Hi Mr Shalom Freedman, Marvelous write. : : Nothing tells me how to begin again: : : In the Indian scripts they wrote, : : Punarnava: : - renew yourselves. The very thought that there is more for one to do, is adequate to take care of one's life. And nothing in the scripts help. You have to help yourselves. What the life has taught you counts. Nothing else. I am still dreaming and hoping But I will begin again And try again And probably fail again And go on again For as long as I can. Life is university where we continue to learn every day. No age is too high to continue one's learning. A thoughtful 100+++
Mr. Unnikrisnan your beautiful and understanding words for this poem do it great honor. A perfect addition and complement to a truly wonderful poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Sitting and dreaming amazes mind. Feelings do magic here with dignity. Dreams and hope unite. Interesting drafting is done here.10