They Say, This Is Life Comments

Verily, life is mysterious

For those who cannot let injustice go, I am grateful.

Loaded with life lessons that are both rabid and real. Well done my friend!

We suffer because of the indifference of our neighbor. How would it be possible for a child to be hungry if the ripple effect of us all doing just a little more became the giant wave of possibility that it should be? If people were engaged in the smallest of ways to give a little bit, help a little more and to reach just a bit outside ourselves we would all benefit by refusing to accept anything less than decency and dignity? Gandhi surely knew that he could not save the world and yet how many people are alive today and living a better life because somewhere a change that he set in motion benefited them.

Yes we can never argue on life more. This is wonderful poem on life. Taking each moment of life as precious we can feel glow of light of knowledge and make life cheerful...10

what you have commented on my poem 'how I became poor', very right. sometimes (but not these days) , I feel, every walking soul is attached to every other. how one can harm another smiling, or how I can't feel another one's hunger with my stomach full. I wonder. but this is life. as souls are attached. they being in these bodies, bear hopes and dreams, so souls won't die, and hopes and dreams will also remain. I have said more I think Your poem is soft and touching

His empty belly! ! With the muse of poverty. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

heart touching poem...great work and well done....

really life is something mysterious, it's a question why some people are born to cry and shed tears, your poem has touched my soul, i remind a line of a famous dramatist, tears of the world are constant, when someone weeps in one end someone else laughs at the other end undoubtedly the poem unfolds a nacked truth of life, thanks for sharing an amazing poem,

I can feel in the rhythm of this poem - not in any words - how strongly you disagree with the notion that we should ignore the suffering of another just because we want to preserve our composure. THEY may say so, but you have been touched by the reality of people's suffering and the very least you can do is to pay witness to it. You give us four powerful images and we can't erase them from our minds as you too cannot.

I take this poem of yours as a grand epilogue to Mohd. Maleki's recent one - Poverty. You have captured the sorry plight of the hungry child in words that touch readers' hearts and, at last, found consolation, in accepting it as something we can't understand. Yes, inscrutable are the ways of the Lord. Often, therefore, we have no other go than embracing the karmic view and do whatever we can to help such unfortunate beings. Perhaps, the Lord is giving us an opportunity to help them and do some self-cleansing. The destitute that we come across in life are the Lord Himself. Good write, Nosheen. (10)

Life is full of problems..... Unfortunately, it is so for some while some others live untouched by the trials of life. When such fortunate people see the sufferings of others, they turn their back coldly saying 'This is life' without showing any compassion or willingness to lift even a small finger to alleviate the miseries.....! This indifference is unpardonable.....! When we are able to feel another's pain, the world becomes a better place. Unfortunately to some, sorrows come 'not in spies but in battalions'! A gripping write, Nosheen!

Since ages and ever since the existence of mankind on earth - every single soul questions to itself - why this life is? What is the purpose? What do we achieve at the end? Why we do certain things in certain ways so on and so forth...Yet we fail to get the answer, Only religion solace us with past, present and future and life hereafter and provide strength to bear the hardship of this life with a hope for something better. Na Samjha hai koi, Aur na samajh sakega Ye zindagi ke darya mein maujon ka utana....A thought provoking poem, Indeed....100+

This is life; the one and only, very short existence any of us will ever have. One could argue that it should be every man for himself, lie cheat and steal to make your life as pleasant as possible, at the expense of everyone else. As an atheist, I have better ethics than to allow that mindset. This is everyone's and everything's only shot at life and if we cooperate, All will have a comfortable, peaceful brief time on Earth

Mir Taqi Mir says Hasrat hay roobaroo na karein hashr mein mujhe Kitne mere sawal hayn jinka nahin jawab Life is a question that has no satisfactory answer. I further quote a few lines from Fani Badayooni Ek muamma hay samajhne ka na samjhane ka Zindigi kahe ko hay khawab hay deewane ka Zindigi talkhiye ayyam ka afsana hay Zahr bharne ke liye ume ka paymana hay Zindigi jabr hay aur jabr ke aasar nahin Haye is qaid ko zanjeer bhi darkar nahin Two lines fro Zauq Layee hayat aaye qaza lechali chale Apni khushi se aaye na apni khushi chale You have written a wonderful poem on life, I congratulate you.