'Life cannot be without any ripples
Ripples may not be without breeze
Breeze may not be without trees
Trees cannot be without soil
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A true sketch of life articulately written, everything is si interlinked to each other that if we try to solve the puzzle it will take several lives...Thoughtful poem 10++++
Beautiful imagery in this p. I felt it had a lot going on. You give us food for thought for more than one day.
I am also not sure whether ripples are smiling at me or I am smiling at ripples but they have to touch the shore.
Trees cannot be without soil And 'I' cannot be without any soil.'.. nice lines...10 i shall avail and enver fail when nature strikes i shall like nature shall not cause any harm but keep you fresh with no unlucky flash
You have begun the poem in a fantastic manner. It contains enough of philosophy. Life is always a question of an individual perception where my measuring scale is mine and your measuring scale, yours. Nobody can experience life through the eyes and brain and mind of another man. I can experience life only with my tools and everybody has these tools and all of us use them within a common range. That is how the world seem to be very common to all of us. Apart from that, my running stock is all mine. Within this vast nature, only a relative world could be always experienced. That is, no absolute truth could be found. All truths are only relative. That is, all of us are true within our individual boundaries, within our definitions about life, But, since everything is relative, within the level of comparisons, better truths can be evaluated for a better living. Our great masters asked us to follow these better truths. Mankind never progresses from error to truth but only from lesser truths to higher truths. Thoughts will always keep changing. Let the ripples come and go. The water content is more important. The nature of the pond is the final deciding factor whether one should take a dip there or not. Ripples can be easily removed by the composure of mind. Lower mind is repaired by higher mind. In other words, mind uses its own resources for expansions.
While ripples by stone, goes deeper down sea bed, Leaving permanent wounds and scars. While some give up on seeing storms, while some fight on till end. Deep scars may be left behind, Which can be concealed with beautiful mask of smiles. So what I perceive today may be completely different for tomorrow. My thoughts are ever changing like ripples, sometimes gentle sometimes rough. Is what RIPPLES OF LIFE as I PERCEIVE'! The entire poem was enjoyable. Could feel the thought to the core mam. These lines above have touched me really. Awesome. Its a real tonic when the mind needs consolation...AWesome write, thanks for sharing mam. And thanks for your valuable comments for my poem Domestic Violence mam. Thank you.
A meaningful write on life in different situations and to cross the sea of life taking the challenges of ripples. An amazing write of such a poem from a gifted poet that I felt so I likes it.
You have done justice to the title and I am happy to note that the theme has been dealt with metaphorically and as intended for a sustained development style of stanzas in the portrayal of the shades of life. I waited to post my comment and could understand one thing that all except Daine Hyne have read your poem and commented on it without even recollecting the title RIPPLES OF LIFE AS I PERCEIVE as something that they have ever heard of anywhere. That justifies why I had to call off the contest. But, Geetha you are liked by many PH friends and so many have posted comments on this poem. I liked reading it. I wish the contest were there and wish this entry would be there till the final round engrossing the minds of the evaluators who could be there to judge things.... Geetha, on a later day we shall work it out for a real contest so that your similar work will get recognised! |
Love this amazing write with so many memorable lines of great wisdom and insight, the ripples of life change how we feel and think but the beauty of the world stays the same, as sometimes we struggle and sometimes life is a dream! Superb write!
Nothing can stop this boat from sailing by. If stones have given many wounds and pain, Time had healed the wound on it's own. Deep scars may be left behind, A very beautiful poem based on reality of life. The ocean of life is hazardous and even if encountered gracefully leaves behind deep scars.Well expressed well done Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Life is full of ripples only, like or you don't With peaks and troughs, light and shade - Life moves with it's will............ Very nice
Hello poet friend Geetha. Your poem is a great example of just how one person perceives so much from life. I enjoyed, Loyd PS: Please check out my new book on Amazon or Barnes and Noble, Pumpkinny Tales. Thanks for your support.
Outstanding poem ma'am.. when I read the poem I experienced a mixture of feelings.. but at the end I smiled with you and the 'ripples'.. now I can think win win only..
great work, mam.............this poem shall create waves in a reader's imaginations........good use of words........greatly enjoyed it......thanks
even this poem, when read, creates a ripple in the mind. well written, poet.
Interesting philosophical n metaphorical poetic analysis of life. Each line great to read and the description nicely building up into epic wow. Life is a gift and sometimes its hard to unpack its joys. Tnx n take care Geetha poem pal.
Interesting philosophical n metaphorical poetic analysis of life. Each line great to read and the description nicely building up into epic wow. Life is a gift and sometimes its hard to unpack its joys. Tnx n take care Geetha poem pal.
Life began sailing from one end to the other, passing through all rough weathers... While some give up on seeing storms, while some fight on till end. Brilliantly expressed. Top score!