This is a poem, which consists the description of the variety types of people we are surrounded with....
Have you keenly seen the people around..? producing diverse effects on your life's canvas each and every moment, with the advent of time.......
Some of them, are like the cool breeze, filling us each time, with optimism and peace..
Some of them, are like the grand trees, ever ready to fill us with their shade and peace....
Some of them, are like the lovely flowers, who always turn your sad face into a smiling flower.... Some of them, are
like the little colorful birds, who meet you only at times but make those moments truly hopeful and divine.......
Some of them, are
like those grand storms, who cannot and never be judged, by any norms... giving sadness in different forms.....
Some of them, are
like those melodious songs having their own zeal and charm.......
And, some of them, cannot be really defined, irritating at times, interesting the other times... optimistic at one time, and a big sadist the other times....... and this is why its always hard, to perceive them every time......!
But whats really amazing here's, that they all leave some, or the other impact on us each time..... So love, respect, and enjoy, everyone's presence around you each time, Because, we don't ever know, that what would their existence teach us one time, and then this same world, looks really fine..!
i am touched and enlightened by your positive vibes here, and i think you create a spark of hope that we all understand one another as sentient, feeling human beings. we are always so quick to judge and/or fear what we don't understand and rather than embrace our hurt feelings or fears we lash out in anger or self defense. i know that i am just as guilty as anyone else of being too wounded by that which should never affect me. i am trying an enlightened path these days....and your words are definitely fuel for continuing on that chosen path. excellent write!
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While you have covered a wide spectrum, yet you left out one,
Some of them,
are like thunderstorms,
while most often quiet and comforting
they can also blindly lash out loudly and violently and
speak thunderous volumes from past hurtful memories.
For the human mood, can never be predicted, only acknowledged and sometimes soothed. It is up to us, the humans, to be there when a friend is needed ...
Although I am a Christian, two of my dearest friends on this site are a Wiccan and a Pagan. I wouldn't trade either of them for anythng...they are precious to me just the way they are.
That is the secret, I think, that you are trying so hard to divulge...we need to accept other people just as they are, and appreciate them as we find them, without trying to change them into what we think they ought to be.
This is a wonderful piece, and I truly hope it reaches people's hearts and minds.
If there is any improvement you might make, it would be to put that wonderful picture on the page with your poem. I mean...where else will anyone ever see Darth Vader and Spiderman standing side-by-side...along with one of the Mario Brothers????
I really like the use of different colors here...
This piece touches me...you have described it nicely :)
Everyone is so different from others..and great in their own way :)
Wonderful poem :)
Posted 11 Years Ago
11 Years Ago
thanks o lot....once again..!!!! :)
am really glad...that evryone can relate...!!!!
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