The Life Of Man Comments
The world's a bubble; and the life of man less than a span.
In his conception wretched; from the womb so to the tomb:
Curst from the cradle, and brought up to years, with cares and fears.
Who then to frail mortality shall trust,
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It reveals the truth the cursed reality of the world has not changed and it makes one feel that this is the fate of the world ever!
A profound philosophical reflection nicely brought forth with conviction. A beautiful work of art...
Sir, your ink on essays of varied subjects are timeless. However, you are great poet as well. This is indeed a beautiful poem.5 stars
The life of man less than a span like a bubble of water. This poem of the day is very nice definitely. An excellent sharing is done here.10
So pessimistic! There is no end to misery once we start counting.....
" What then remains, but that we still should cry, Not to be born, or being born, to die" Painting of a hopeless situation. Beautiful poem.
Birth and life! ! Muse, Life's journey; Less than a span. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Sir Francis Bacon leaves the best for last: " Wars with their noise affright us: when they cease, We are worse in peace: What then remains, but that we still should cry, Not to be born, or being born, to die." Sometimes, we wonder: why born, when we shall die?
Wars with their noise affright us: when they cease, We are worse in peace: prophetic words Fancis Bacon
Life of man is miserable in the world! Making it meaningful and worthy depends upon man's goodness, intelligence and love sure! But fate and fortune fluctuate to make life of man a or heaven! Best thing will be to have never been born at all! For that we have to strive hard to be clear, pure and perfect!
To cross the sea to any foreign soil, perils and toil: Wars with their noise affright us: when they cease, We are worse in peace: What then remains, but that we still should cry, Not to be born, or being born, to die... a very fine poem. tony
We are worse in peace: What then remains, but that we still should cry, Not to be born, or being born, to die. // wonderful writings
Indeed the lie of this world is very small and we plan to make permanent house here....
It has some truth, but not all. It it were so we should fall.
This is such a nice poem, it's a portrait of anyone's life! I love it! ! !
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7/17/2025 4:19:42 PM # 1.0.0
Beautiful poem. Enjoy reading.