Thoughts On Turning 30 Comments

I need to write a poem called Thoughts on Turning 80...

Just think you have left before you're 50! you should be so lucky since i just turn 50 and I feel time has left me Please read my poem " A Birthday Prayer"

Just stopped by to say hello! A tiny bit disappointed to find no new pieces to read, but delighted to find this one. I also find birthdays a time to reflect on mortality. Youth is to be savored, though, so enjoy these years, for each is a gift. Nicely done, good poetess. :)

is that really a photo of you? OR a movie starlet? ? ? ? AND the candles 'say' 36, not 30! ! i have to take a break now, before i read the poem. :) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ok, i've read it and several of the comments. - - - - - - - - - - you write: My folks send me gifts and greeting congratulating me on a life that's fleeting? ............you or your folks say (your) life is fleeting? ? i think.............................................................fleeting**** is not quite correct in your case. maybe fleeing? ? ? ;) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - **** fleet·ing ˈflēdiNG/ adjective adjective: fleeting lasting for a very short time. hoping to get a fleeting glimpse of a whale underwater synonyms: brief, short, short-lived, quick, momentary, cursory, transient, ephemeral, fugitive, passing, transitory; literary evanescent ours was a fleeting romance - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - i've never heard the expression half empty or half full used for an hour glass. i've always heard it about a drinking glass, or symbolized by a drinking glass, as one thinks, uncomfortably, : there is only half of my drink left; i am unlucky to be left with ONLY half! , INSTEAD OF: oh, good, i still have half of my drink left; i am lucky to have it! the advantage of the 'hour glass' analogy is that, with the hour glass, you may flip it over and start with more time just before the sand completely runs from top to bottom. but..............don't try upending a glass of water or wine! ! you'll have a spill to clean up. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - For I can vision each birthday...........I would use envision do you REALLY dread death? ? i'm not saying you should not, but, if you do, i wonder WHY? . OF COURSE, this poem may not be about you! ! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - this made me laugh, softly: The age of doddering limbs half in the grave..........i can see YOU now, with your arms and legs half-in and half-out of the cemetery soil! ! ! and someone is hitting the exposed portions with a shovel while shouting: get all the way under there, you doddering** fool! ! ! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ** from online: dod·der1 ˈdädər/ verb gerund or present participle: doddering tremble or totter, typically because of old age. spent and nerve-weary, I doddered into the foyer of a third-rate hotel synonyms: totter, teeter, toddle, hobble, shuffle, shamble, falter doddering along the sidewalk tottering, tottery, staggering, shuffling, shambling, faltering, shaky, unsteady, wobbly; feeble, frail, weak a doddering patient who needs constant supervision =============================================== an important line: So I've mixed feelings...... well, try to think positively, take care of your body/mind, and give thought to allowing yourself, with the help of medical personnel and/or a loved one (on on your own) to die peacefully before you become completely MISERABLE, USELESS, & DEPENDENT! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! does THAT make you feel better? maybe not. i too sometimes am leery of a longer life with its uncertainties and unpleasant possibilities. i think 69 is a good time to die and be done with it, but there are some naysayers**** and my life is not 'too bad'..............yet. in fact it is pretty good! ****[ well, naysayers doesn't really fit i guess. how about: people who disagree with me? ] YES! i would be glad to have my life end abruptly, not giving me or others a chance to worry that i'll die OR worry that i won't! ! ! ! dying in my sleep would be nice (for me) , as long as my bladder and bowels don't empty upon my death! ! ! being ripped apart by a hungry Great White Shark wouldn't be too bad; the saltwater (and the shark) would take care of the 'bri debris'. hee-hee. well, the poem has a 'happy ending'. i hope your life does as well! ! happy every birthday! ! ! you almost-old person. bri :) to MyPoemList, for laughs if for nothing else. well done. bri :)

Thus in one aspect each birthday to me is a step closer to the end of a lifetime, , a fact you have described in a poetic way

as u said pessimistic yet true.....but life goes on in d next generation of ur blood.....so a part of u lives in them......a wonderful retrospective poem....

Dear Young Poetess, you almost succeeded in making me depressed because next month I turn 65! That's pretty darn good considering that I was supposed to have died when I was 14 months old. As the years went by, I became more and more grateful for having lived yet another year. So grateful that I began holding public celebrations of life. The next one is a huge one with even a live band. By the way, a celebration of life shouldn't be held for the deceased, but rather, the living. And for the deceased, there should be a way to honor their memory. And the celebration should be renamed, so as to avoid confusion. Any suggestions? That being said, you've written another winner worthy of the big 10.

So girl. I know not what they call you. S for Shayna? Zaynub? I would like you to print out a copy of this poem and when you are fifty and then sixty and then again closer to my age of eighty five, . read it and have a good laugh. I wish you joy and prosperity and a single lasting love of at least one other person. Our sixty-second wedding anniversary is coming up in May. Our children and grand children consider us their pillar of strength. This makes the long journey from day to day worthwhile.

Death can't capture soul. Soul has to take another body for another birth. A beautiful poem so nicely depicted. Thanks for sharing.

What an irony? A moment of celebration can also turn out to be a moment of sadness or a moment of battered state of mind. The following lines are more than sufficient to explain: Thus each birthday to me / is a step closer to the end of a lifetime.

yes i thought of that too..when counting years would make me see half empty hour-glass...and had not been satisfied with what i have become, then...i really should be worried. I like you poem..it is a reflection of one's life on birthdays.

Don't worry Z. - if 30 is difficult 40 is much worse - you finally have to say farewell my youth. But strangely enough from 50 it just gets better. And in the 60s (as I am) joy and sadness, age and youth, stupidity and wisdom become one. And love is sweeter than ever it was in all those youthful confusions. A message from an almost senile friend!

a natural thought which comes to everyone especially to those as well who keep the positive thinking...as a poem it bears many beautiful lines! ! !

A sad thought of life Zaynub you'll get more beautifull with each birthday like wine your beauty will shine with age

A sad thought of life Zaynub you'll get more beautifull with each birthday like wine your beauty will shine with age

I think we all go through a 'faze' when death seems to be beckoning at every step, birthdays, perhaps especially. I remember going through it and also my sons going through it but then one day you realise that the thought no longer preoccupies you and you walk a lighter path. Of course it's always somewhere in the back of our minds but if we let it overcome us then we don't really live and life must be lived.

Negativity resulting from morbid but realistic thought though generally not many people will view birthdays as such.Fine expression.

Cool write! I just turned 30 and still wishing I was back in my 20's! Lol

Old age? Tell me. However, you did not read many of my messages. You should be proud that at 30 you are still well and alive (many is not) , anyway we MUST love ourselves, because if we do not, the body will really suffer. I thought about this too when I was younger, but now I see, that only those dies who cannot learn anymore, wrinkles, yes, nobody can stop that, but as you grow older you grow wiser and stronger in the faith (if you choose that) . Anyway we Must find peace within our soul, because nobody can give us happiness no matter how old we are. We can choose life or be destroyed. Which one do you choose?

Hi Zaynub, I find this to be an interesting read. Just remember that life comes in stages. And if you can learn to be true to each stage -old age, then, would take care of itself. Cheers!