Each tomorrow is filled with unknown promises to brighten life. Indeed we need to welcome it with all heart.
It should not just come and go in an indifferent way. In dreaming about tomorrow's joy fills my present with benign thoughts.
Tomorrow is joy unlimited, tomorrow is love much wanted. Most of all tomorrow is hope, the light of life.
Poet has very well personified the the thought of welcoming tomorrow with perceptive lines like
"Who will hand it a hot drink,
A biscuit and a blanket?"
This free style poem looks like a long metaphor of life where we are expected to look forward to future with hope and positivity.
This is a heartfelt poem from a grandfather for his granddaughter Jenny.
Grand children are the sources of joy for those who love them unconditionally.
The form and the rhyme scheme, ABAB suit the simple and appealing expression of love and attachment.
"More precious each day
Than words can ever say'
The bond between them is shown in visual imagery.
Word choices and line endings are the key to success of this poem, besides the content of course.
It flows well.
The difference between man and God may be summed up in the saying "To err is human, to forgive is divine". (Alexander Pope in An Essay on criticism.) Yet, there is a spark of divinity in everyone. We just need to identify it and use it for the good of all.
He gives endlessly and still there is room to fill. Such is the mercy of God. So the question, “Why God do you do stuff for me?" stands small.
The writer brings out the fact that despite sinning he gets all the benefits from God, because He is the Creator and Protector as well.
This conversation ends on a note of love. God's unconditional love is for all, animate or inanimate.
Great conclusion.
"Logically, I would have given up on me a long time ago."
Could it be "Logically, you would have given up on me a long time ago."?
Thank you for sharing your thoughts on God and man.
The story of the writer's life (or anyone else's) is narrated in stages at four, seven and forty nine.
Innocence changes to experience, pure joy of discovering slowly turns to a familiar scene.
Now comes the deep change of close relationships that touch every part of life and heart with marriage and the birth of a child.
And then comes that all important inevitable question.
" Where will it end, will it evaporate and travel on the wind to see me again? "
Each person has his or her own answers to this rhetorical question.
Life is but a chain of vital moments becoming indelible memories stored in heart for future reference.
I like the way you have captured life in three stages.
I like the way you are revisiting the past writing and assessing its and merits and demerits. I think it is a fruitful lesson for all concerned. Yes, I too should go to that long-due edit or edits.
It is like a new adventure right before you on the desk or desktop. I need to make my stories more appealing and my poetry more precise in terms of poetic elements.
In the meanwhile new ideas flash on the mind urging me to put them on paper before they dissolve into oblivion.
The effort that goes into revamping the past creations is definitely admirable.
"So, to 2010 me and 2017 me, goodbye. It’s been an education, but you can get lost. I’m going to enjoy myself, and make another mess."
The anticlimax apart, it certainly is an "education." Good luck with the new beginning!
This is a wise write up on how to be individualistic in forming opinions about anything in general.
This is a proven fact in all fields of life, especially in politics.
Going by the public opinion may ditch us in the end and we find ourselves lost and bewildered.
"At the end of the day the crowd does not know the truth."
So it is advised that we should avoid jumping on the bandwagon as a short cut or a convenient means to avoid taking the trouble of expressing unique and perceptive ideas or opinions after deep thought.
"Know thy own truths before adopting someone else truths."
This article certainly makes me think of the importance of self respect, which leads to the right assessment of self and society.
We need to contemplate the facts stated in the above note.
When I am tired of walking, I would just sit in the garden looking at the green gold surrounding me. My eyes feel soothed, my mind restful and my spirit uplifting. It is a great privilege to just stand or sit and stare at the good things spread around, when I am tired of walking or living the daily grind. A singing bird wakes me up and whatever bad dreams I had the night before, just get erased. That bird tells me to rise and shine. I do. The red dawn welcomes me to just sit on the terrace, do some yoga and meditation instead of walking. Why walk when tired of it and get my feet sore and face all the threats that it poses? There are always alternatives.
Great poem! I understand walking is used here as a metaphor for life.
The happy and carefree atmosphere of March is shown well in this prose poem. March is a gentle month with soft winds and mild sunshine. flowers bloom and buds dance in anticipation in this season of spring. Men and women walk the gardens with arms locked around each other. Love is in the air.
Sports and athletics are just the activities sought after by boys and girls. The playgrounds are alive and bright with their shouts and screams as they make a goal or reach the finishing line.
"For basketball fans, it can be ecstatic. 64 collegic teams, sent around the country, to battle on the court for glory."
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"collegic"
(college)
March combines many wonderful things as stated by the author. Easily the best loved month throughout the globe.
Contrary to the view that east and west cannot meet, I find it fructifying through years and across continents.
This romantic poem best expresses the depth and profundity of true love. If there is a strong will it can win the toughest of odds is what is proved by the lovers.
"Through miles of distance, we bridged the gap,
Creating a bond stronger than any map."
Unlike the tragic lovers we heard of, this particular romance ends on a note of ceaseless love.
Rhyme and rhythm take me to their worlds apart.
Word choices are simple, yet touch my hear to the core.
I only wonder if it is ever possible for them to join in wedlock and live a happy life together.
So far, the narration of a family saga sounds interesting. So what happens next? More questions are there on my mind.
The father with a history of four wives and their children now living under one roof makes an interesting read.
In my country, men marry once and that's all come rain or shine.
I realize that different cultures have different practices.
Each character is given certain characteristic features, which the author describes with verve and enthusiasm.
You talk about a secret, which is still not revealed. I do wonder about it.
Hope you will put your pen to the journal continue to write about the later events.
I wish you luck.
Language and style are certainly the best credits of this short nonfiction story.
Indeed, laughter lights up life. That it is the best medicine, is shown literally by the hospital scene you created so well.
That apart, you hooked me with the top sentence that presents Veronica as a colorful person, with her red head, yellow Volvo, a vivid turquoise clothing, not to mention the flowers she fetches to greet the patients, her mom in particular.
Hers is indeed the best way to "buy and sell" that appeals to all, real estate included.
I think everyone should have a Veronica in their lives, who spreads positive vibes and lets us live life with a little more worth than we give it credit for.
There is just this one little edit, which I don't want you to miss.
I appreciate your effort in telling the main events of Herman Melville's psychological novel of gigantic proportions, published in 1851. It is a kind of thriller, the fight is between a human being and a sperm whale.
A novel with a similar theme was written by Earnest Hemmingway, named "The Old man and the Sea" in the year 1952 nearly a hundred years later. This depicts the epic struggle between an old seasoned fisherman and the greatest catch of his life, a giant marlin.
The difference is that in the former we see Captain Ahab fights with vengeance against Moby Dick and gets killed in the final fight, whereas in the latter we see Santiago proving a point that man might be destroyed but not defeated. Critics have termed it as battle between nature and man.
Both have great themes, providing stuff to research for scholars and readers all over the world.
Thanks for igniting a wish to bring out the difference in the above classics.
Stanza 1 is drenched in nature's beauty as winter approaches. Birds, "the The last of the hummingbirds, a fleeting sight," come to my mind's eye effortlessly.
The neighbor's ire is described with equal flair, this time about human misfeatures, such as failing to appreciate the positive features of surrounds.
The lesson comes with the last stanza. Our deeds and words come back with the same force with which we use them.
This is reality with a life's lesson.
"'Cause Karma's a beauty, and she'll have the last say."
I appreciate the imagery and the use of prompt words.
Belief and faith in Jesus come through without obstacles of doubt and hesitation.
When no one lends support and succor, we turn to God if we happen to believe in Him.
"There is hope in the one, who holds your life dear.
Why fear the unknown?"
Yes. The whole world of fauna and flora depend on the Creator. He who has given life also takes care of letting them lead a happy life.
It is all a matter of utter surrender when all the other doors are closed.
It is a visual poem with a great flow and telling imagery.
The darkest phase that a soul passes through is when it burns with "angst" due to bitterness of failure and loneliness.
"Still the empty embrace of loneliness
Though there is no one in sight to be blamed for the individual's state of life, the soul burns. Perhaps there is no ending to soul's strife ruled by discontent and dejection.
This free style poem well voices the misery, "the fire inside."
Memories are a powerful fuel to feed the fire till extinguished.
"As the memories will blur, and burn to embers and ash."
Imagining joyous things taking place in life calls for a special talent.
This little girl who has no one of her own has the wealth of imagination through which she finds hope for a better tomorrow.
Her wish and dream to have a brother is blessed by the stars. Writer’s style of fulfilling a little girl’s wish is unique. The story that is creared in which a long lost brother is found, semes like something from real life.
I can easilyvisualize her dancing in the rain which she willed.
It’s true that we, the human beings often find ourselves adrift in the ocean of chaos and bewilderment, when tragedy hits us.
You offered wise counsel as to how to face such a soul-shattering situation.
As you have advised, we need to listen to the “silence of the universe”. We certainly find a way to light from darkness, a way to wisdom from ignorance. It takes patience and a tranquil mind to achieve this.
Another important point you raised is that we need to “understand the rhythm of….soul”.
In other words, know thyself.
These key factors to peace and success are valuable to all.
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