a glass with water half till brim,
as half empty or half full,one may see...
our eyes show us what it seems,
but our mind decides what we want it to be...
scalded hands can remind those affected,
of the trauma caused by a kitchen burn...
one decides to stay away forever,
the other decides to face it learn...
swept away by the oceans tide,
those lovely castles built too near...
one decides never to build them again,
the other learns to overcome the fear...
stories of the demons which may lie ahead,
told by those who travelled before with dread...
one chooses to see for himself,
the other refuses that territory to tread...
two wanderers lost in the lonely woods,
the night is cold,it is dark and quiet...
one lies shattered and scared to death,
the other stays hopeful to see the light...
a mistake realised,an apology deserved,
life in its own way teaches us lessons few...
one hangs onto the regrets of the past,
the other tries to improve and starts anew...
so my friends its all in the mind,
every situation has a question subjective
no fixed response to be rendered right or wrong,
in the end, life is all just a matter of perspective!!
9 comments:
and it's quite a perspective post ;)
Nice one.
And see me is still here.
awesome!!!!
awesome poem, lovely music by side , very pleasing!
Glad I visited here
@ j
heyy its great to see u around..i thot u had dissapeared :D
hows u been??
@ adi
danke!
@ srivats
im glad u visit too :)
pri, i love the poem so much and yes life is just a matter of perspective.
keep posting . have a great day!!!
yes indeed!! well said Pri.. life is a matter of perspective..
this poem was very lovely!! good write!
very lovely poem. very true too :)
simple sweet. touchin.heartfelt.awesum!!!:))
nice
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