Is it so easy
To wear a smile
Hiding your tears inside?
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Why complain? ! ! ! ! ! When you have everything; While others live with Nothing. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Is there a life without hurdles? But I feel a void When I fail to say If I ever has a complaint.. Everybody has such dilemma, a void in our satisfaction or content. It may be the totality of our personal sadness, perhaps without any reasonable base
Our society has set norms on what happiness is, what is good life, what is not. But wants and wishes and desires are very personal, and still we all have to learn to wear a smile hiding our pain
hey, bharati. i relate to this one. your mother represents wisdom, and you, and i, embrace it and try to apply it. but still the want lingers. but wisdom reigns. will the wanting, will the less-than-perfect (as we imagine it) ever cease to exist? and then there's the encompassing present for us to live in and deal with. why not just embrace it and find its beauty? -glen
3 – p.s. I read Bill’s comment, and you may be “brave”, BUT I also read Kostas’s comment & your response to it, so it seems you waited “many years” to publish your complaint! ! This may have been very smart on your part; otherwise you might not ‘be here’ today! ! ! Bri :)
Thank you Bri Edwards for your exhaustive comments. This comment brings me a smile.Yes I am both brave and smart.Otherwise I would not be here exchanging my views.
2 – i guess to " get along with" others, one should sometimes 'suffer in silence'. : ( feel free to send all your complaints to Bri. To MyPoemList Bri :)
1 – line 4 & last line: i suggest you use have, not has stanza 6: i wasn't sure if " hail" or " hale" was correct here. I Googled & YOU are correct if you use this definition for " hail" as a transitive verb: " salute, greet" i.e. show respect for in-laws EVEN if you don't feel like they deserve it! ! !
If I had the power, I would change the plight of women where a dowry determines future of the feminine gender, I have complaint here also as with all injustice, you are brave poetess to pen this poem, you have mu trope that my friend!
Many thanks Bill Cantrel for your support.Society is changing. But women's position in the society has changed very little.In schools, colleges, factories , banks, corporates or legislatures, presence of women is far less than men.Unless women have their own income their position will not improve.
The life of a woman in this present society is much painful although she has plenty of wealth like Sarees, bangles, powder or cream along with handsome husband and lovely children. Nobody ever understand her grief. Many of women are subjected to death in failure of dowry. A brilliant poem on lives of women has been astutely and incisively delineated by you dear Bharati madam, full vote.
Thank you Sir, Kumarmani Mahakul for your valuable opinion.Yes, as you said, life of women in our society is painful as their individuality is rarely recognized.Their wish or opinion are never counted.Their contribution to the family as a homemaker is not counted.They exist as subservient to male members.Society.I am talking of women in general.
Thank you Kostas Lagos for reading and appreciating my poem.This poem I wrote many years back in my native language 'Odia'.Today I found its English translation scribbled on a torn paper and tought to post it here.
True. When there is something to say, it is said to someone very close, who answers, don't complain. What you are doing actually, that is saying, or sharing emotions, not really a complaint. That is what I understand by the life in my home. Nicely said.