Unlike my childhood days, when time sped off with ease,
These days I find, to pass each day is not a joke;
And all I want is work with zeal and mental peace;
Alas! I cannot shrug off my unwanted yoke!
The art of being calm is what I want to learn;
The stress and piquant situations in life increase;
Remaining calm, I wish to toil and longer earn;
Avoiding anger, I must live, without disease!
I thought my patience was my forte but this isn't true;
I can’t control my emotions for longer time;
These days, life seems so complex, then what can I do?
I must cope on whatever be the alien clime!
So, let me try to minimize the problems then;
My friends will sympathize but they cannot help much;
I must find ways to distract, becalmed in haven;
I must re-discover my balance, soothing touch.
The knots of life cannot be unfastened in haste;
Amidst despair, I cannot do a thing in life;
Realities are grim and not mere ‘cut and paste’;
I must be cool in environs all and in strife.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-8-2015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A deep introspection. Thanks