Nuggets Of Wisdom- 11- On Life Poem by Valsa George
Nuggets Of Wisdom- 11- On Life
Life -A Play
"All the world's a stage
And all the men and women merely players"
Chanted Shakespeare long time ago
If life be a drama and we are only players
Each Episode in life has its own unique plot
With each character, his designated role
At times life appears a wondrous journey through sunny paths
At times a tortuous trek through mazy labyrinths
As we sip joy's intoxicating beverage now
The next moment, we may taste pain's bitter dreg
Each island of sand and shade, we deem as shelter
Is encircled by a sea of tears and sorrow
Rocked by tumultuous waves and roaring winds
How often we get wrecked and torn to pieces
By misplaced love and mislaid plans!
Thus our life slips away in uncertainty
Sometimes splashed in cheer and built in hope
Sometimes shattered in agony and lost in longing
But life shouldn't be wasted away pining for what's not
Too soon this little life will be ‘rounded with a sleep'
And when our stage is curtained, with the play over
All that left is how well we donned our roles
So act out with grace, whatever role you are assigned!
Shakespeare’s poetry (16th century) is still received as endearingly as it was perceived then! I would quote your fourth stanza that articulates the reality of life: “Thus our life slips away in uncertainty/Sometimes splashed in cheer and built in hope/Sometimes shattered in agonies and lost in longing/But life shouldn't be wasted away pining for what's not”…alluring depiction of life evincing the reality! A great poem!
Very interesting to read without a stop anywhere...'All that left is how well we donned our roles' and how well we carried on ourselves in that role...excellent Valsa
hi, valsa! it's been a while since i visited your poems, but you came to mind this morning, and this is the first one i've read. to your closing line, i say amen. reading this poem, i think of my poems " ode to now" and " for the moment, " and " island chain" in which i relate the experiences with my wife that stand out from the rest. hoping this finds you well, glen
exactly wrote the stanza - Thus our life slips away in uncertainty Sometimes splashed in cheer and built in hope Sometimes shattered in agony and lost in longing But life shouldn't be wasted away pining for what's not //// yeah;
Like you have so wonderfully penned in this 'Nuggets of wisdom', life is like a drama. Do your very best to make life graceful. Once the curtains are drawn, no more time to rectify your mistakes. Beautiful Poem dear Valsa! .........10
" All the world's a stage And all the men and women merely players" These lines are always embedded in my mind. As a dancer on stage for over forty years of my life, i have experienced both joy and agony. As long as i am on stage dancing, everything is joyful and beautiful but the moment you get off the stage life becomes a harsh reality.
I DON'T KNOW IF YOU HAVE EVER READ ME MOMS SMILES MAYBE BUT I COMPOSE POETRY IN DREAMS MAINY AND IF I GET UP WELL AND QUICLY I PUT IT INTO BLACK AND WHITE THEN REFINE IT LAST NIGHT I COMPOSED ONE ON VALSA JI DO'T KNOW HOW AND WHY BUT NOW I AM READING UR POETRY YOU ARE A GREATER POET INDEED I MAY a smaller one be LE ME RECALL MY MEMORY AND RECOMPOSE WHAT I REMBER OF THE POETIC NIGHT VALSA Ma'am
I too compose poems, not the full poem, but some lines in my sleep. But when I get up, however hard I try to recall them, I find it in vain. Glad to know you composed one poem on me. It will be my honor, if you could put it in ink. Thanks a lot Poet's Poet!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Yes. It seems only we humans are lucky enough to be dragged half-cognizant, like a water skier with rope noosed around neck, slowly choking- while our drunken boat captain, who pays no attention to us, is obviously " lost at sea." The human condition is a divine comedy...except if you're human!
Thanks a lot Doug. Yes, many a time we are getting choked with the noose around our neck. In the turbulent sea, we are getting continuously tossed. I don't think our Captain is drunk.....! He will oneday steer our ship through the right track and take us safe on the harbour. I value your comment a lot!