Aileen Figueroa


The Cycle Of Life - Poem by Aileen Figueroa

I never comprehended the why's
of the cycle of life when I was younger.
It has been surely less then what I hoped for,
but amusingly more then what I had expected.

But now it's well understood.

In the bouncing barrel of curls
in a young girl's head of hair.
The glowing skin of an
expecting young mother.
Even the ability to move without
asking for permission, I envy...
The brilliant smile and
bright curious eyes.
The ever so ready eager energy.

It also brings us unexpected changes,
you may call them, 'The Bittersweet's'.

It teaches us all about pleasures
but with the same token,
which is quite naturally normal,
it also shows us
how cruel and unforgivable time could be.
I stand firm and strong as
The Cycle of Life welcomes me.


Witten by: Aileen Figueroa/Singlestar
Poem was Born: 9/14/15

I was on the A train
just watching all kinds
of people on my way
to school.

Topic(s) of this poem: life


Poet's Notes about The Poem

I was traveling on the A line train to Manhattan. While I watched
the people around me, I got to thinking of life. How some people appear to me. Some seem to be happy, but many did not.

Comments about The Cycle Of Life by Aileen Figueroa

  • Aileen Figueroa (1/17/2016 8:23:00 AM)


    Hello Kim, I just wanted to stop by thank you for leaving a comment. True everyone life goes at a different pace. There must be reasons why and we must find a ways to enjoy our life to fullest. I am wishing you a bright and successful new year ;-) (Report) Reply

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  • Kim Barney (1/16/2016 11:13:00 PM)


    Well written, Aileen. I really like this. My cycle of life is turning slower and slower. (Report) Reply

  • Dr.tony Brahmin (1/14/2016 3:47:00 PM)


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    The Cycle Of Life - Poem by Aileen Figueroa
    I never comprehended the why's
    of the cycle of life when I was younger.
    It has been surely less then what I hoped for,
    but amusingly more then what I had expected.

    But now it's well understood.

    In the bouncing barrel of curls
    in a young girl's head of hair.
    The glowing skin of an
    expecting young mother.
    Even the ability to move without
    asking for permission, I envy...
    The brilliant smile and
    bright curious eyes.
    The ever so ready eager energy.

    It also brings us unexpected changes,
    you may call them, 'The Bittersweet's'.

    It teaches us all about pleasures
    but with the same token,
    which is quite naturally normal,
    it also shows us
    how cruel and unforgivable time could be.
    I stand firm and strong as
    The Cycle of Life welcomes me. what a truth.. truth of life that comes from powerful observation. thank you very much. tony
    (Report) Reply

  • David Wood (9/15/2015 5:46:00 AM)


    Interesting. I see life in a different perspective since I retired. A much slower pace. Good ink (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 14, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, December 28, 2015


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