Beating Nature At Her Game Poem by Roshan Sabapathy

Beating Nature At Her Game



Numb emptiness is what you feel,
As the layers of life is peeled.
A shot through the heart,
A stab like a dart.
Sadness fills the crevices,
Expanding your whole being,
Until it explodes into tears, overflowing.

Tears leave the crevices empty again,
Only to be filled by another pain.
And the process repeats.
You need to learn to beat,
The downward pull of nature’s feats.

The other feats of nature,
The bold, the beautiful, the future.
Are what you need to see.
Colourless it may seem to be,
But look hard enough,
And the brightness will shine
And give colours to your view.

The smiles of others,
And the laughers can be shared.
If you allow it
To penetrate your being.

The pain will diminish,
As you participate
The sadness will finish,
As happiness, you bait.

It will pass
The pain,
Will not last!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success