Life Poem by Richard Marsden
Life
We have always and always will try.
Try to understand.
We know we cannot, we fear we might.
We seek opinions, but contradict our own.
Some care, some do not.
Some think thoughts of peace,
Some act to create peace.
Others sit in silence and find peace through meditation.
Others wish they could.
Some care, some do not.
Some people spread hate.
Some spread love.
Many do not think about this,
Some over think this.
Some care, some do not.
Many people try and understand life through religion.
Others do not.
Some envy the religious.
A few will never understand their opinion on the matter.
Some care, some do not.
Life will always be complicated.
Some care, some do not.
This has something of an existential feel to it, or hints thereof; which I like. I think you could go even deeper in your exploration of the themes in this poem though. Just a thought. But as a start, very nice.
good work, i liked the ending more than the start. But very good first post
Seems like you took a page out of Walt Whitman's, Leaves Of Grass, well done, rated a ten.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/5/2024 10:47:50 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Good poem about a topic so intense and so complex. I am forever grateful to my late mother who showed me every day what caring meant. I really learned how to care and I see the capability to care as one of the greatest assets a human can have.