Though we get knocked by life’s excesses yet, we strive to live to become relevant. We battle forces beyond our capacities but our resilience as sapiens makes it possible to survive.
This extremely famous poem by Mary Elizabeth Frye has been read at countless funerals and public occasions. The author composed this poem in a moment of inspiration and scribbled it on a paper bag. She wrote it to comfort a family friend who had just lost her mother and was unable to even visit her grave.
In this poem Dylan Thomas asserts that all men on their death beds should resist death as strongly as they can. They should only leave this world kicking and screaming, furious that they have to die at all. This poem was written by Dylan Thomas for his dying father.
Though this poem, Longfellow does not want to accept life as an ’empty dream’. According to him, death is for body, the soul lives on forever. We should love to live the journey of life instead of just aiming for the grave.
In the poem, Emily talks about hope, something that’s got feathers and perches in the soul, and sings wordless songs like a beautiful bird.
Its sound can be heard in the chilliest land and in the strangest sea but never loud and clear. It takes a part of the soul of the person having it.
Loneliness can be a terrifyingly peaceful luxury, Once you get used to it, You wouldn’t bother to disrupt it with anyone’s presence. . .
We master skills through repeated trying. Sometimes through pain, hurt, and crying.
Let me take a window seat on the life express, I want to sit peacefully, I want to smile while watching my past drifting backwards, Away from my eyes, away from my mind, Away from my…
Through this wisdom poem, Mystqx Skye is trying to explain to the world the only way to live happily and fully. The way to live every moment of life is ‘extravagance’.
Through this poem, speaker wants to make a prayer. He prays to be able to stay the way he is and not be corrupted by the fake colors of the world.
“So you are messing up your life and making your destiny set For the knife you might never get”
Take me back to the stars,Where I first started to exist,To my origins,Where the plan to put my soul on this planet was executed. Take me back to my home,So that I can understand my…
The reader has a lot of questions about and for life. Through this poem, she seeks answers to these questions. Why life?
