World belongs to youth
Ticking of clock
Confirms change
New energy
New ideas
New problems
New solutions
What worked yesterday
Becomes obsolete today
Let support of seniors
Be like a strong tarmac
For new wings to fly
Let past enter gracefully
Like beach sand moving into ocean
Let us not become sandbags
For the roaring waves of tomorrow.
The new generation is thrown into a greater phase of change. We the elders can help them take to their wings, but in no way stand in their path! I particularly enjoyed the last four lines! Very sagacious and compressed thoughts, Savita!
New ideas from the new generation are welcome. Let past enter gracefully Let old be given due recognition. Beautiful lines in a beautiful poem. Thank you.
yes the new generation has to be welcome with all the encouragements and good wishes. very well said.
Savita, i'm gathering this up to put into August's showcase. most of the poems have their texts in the showcase and it is getting VERY LONG. i've also included the partial links to poem pages. i hope some readers will get near the bottom of the list and find and enjoy (and understand) this poem. yours will be near 'the bottom' because, for the most part, i am going through MyPoemList to find poems i've already read, commented on, and enjoyed, AND the list i use is arranged by 'author' alphabetically, a to z. i think it is time to break the showcase into (two) bi-monthly showcases again. OR i can just use fewer poems by fewer poets! ! ! ! only Bharati Nayak and Bri (me!) offered me poems; the rest i found on my own. there are over 40 poems now! ! i read several (or all) of the previous comments and generally liked them and agreed with them. bri :) THANKS.
Thanks Bri for letting me know. Happy that you are using the poem for August showcase.
Thanks Bri for your comment. I am glad you liked the title. Honestly I was not thinking much when writing the poem but your comment bring to surface many issues that we as society and as seniors face. End of life choices are important and even more important is taking out fear that society uses just so some can profit from it. so happy it made to your poem list. Thank you all for your encouraging comments.
i just sent Newbie (a catchy title to say the least) to MyPoemList. thanks. :)
very thoughtful imagery is used here. the use of tarmac was clever; do you live near an airport? heh heh. now i know that Tarmac was patented in 1901 and is 'short for' tar macadam. this line threw me a bit, especially until i read the remainder of the poem: Let past enter gracefully ..............i thought enter should be exit. now i understand your use of 'enter'. but does that mean you think all of us seniors should go to the beach and let ourselves be swept, albeit gracefully, away? well, there are worse ways to go. i really enjoyed these lines: Like beach sand moving into ocean Let us not become sand bags For the roaring waves of tomorrow. ................yes! and this makes me especially think of the burden aging humans are putting on the u.s. budget etc. i think that it would be nice if that money could be better used to serve the younger generations! BUT then we have the immense problem of what to do with the old people. i hope some of the new roaring waves can and will come up with solutions. universal acceptance of euthanasia and less widespread use of extreme lifesaving procedures and treatments would help. thanks for sharing. :) bri
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The world is changing and we need the fresh new ideas of youth. The wisdom of old is still welcome and useful, but stagnant ideologies have no place in today's world and can only hinder us. Great poem.