REFLECTION ON REFLECTIONS

 

REFLECTION ON REFLECTIONS


Kindergarten wasn’t good enough for a kid like me;

Mistress was kind, but I wasn’t such a good find!

The happiness that oozed out while playing,

Was nipped in bud when dealing with A’s and B’s.

 

Primary schooling was just fabulous; cause

 I discovered my favorite teacher, to pat my back!

Though I liked to invoke her compassion and love,

They chased me off at the end of the year.

 

Middle school was quite awful, as I felt, I was a junk;

Feeling a heavy burden, my heart just sank and my spirit lost;

So scared I was, yet I got to get along with a life so bookish;

What I wasn’t good at, I had to stand by, and try!

 

Secondary schooling drove me nuts and I went cranky;

Playing football was all that I needed! And

I got excited and had squabbles with my own mates;

On field, I played spoil sport and let out my bottled anger!

 

Thrust into college, a new high, my aversion touched;

 It made me realize, that it was an odd place!

‘Completion of Course’ was what I longed for!

As I felt, I was wasting my joyous life!

 

Nevertheless, what you opt for, it’s hard to get;

What you want to push aside, dawns on you;

What you like to achieve, remains quite elusive;

As time only can decide on you!

 

Nonetheless, sudden occurrences do happen;

Your fortune fluctuates, and you’re taken by surprise!

 Like a lottery, it puts you on a pedestal; but,

By the time, you would have lost your age!

 

Here am I; and I venture to reflect on my own reflections,

What I didn’t like, I had to cope up with; and

What I longed for, I had to just forgo; nevertheless

Life as such, is worth living; and full of compromises!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

 

How life goes on right from birth till old age, and how much one is able to achieve before his last breath.  Whether one is able to achieve whatever he opts for or not, he still has to compromise with so many things as he feels life is precious and is worth living.

Ben

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So real, while reading feels

So real, while reading feels as if you can touch the essence of every line. I liked this poem. Thank you Ben for sharing your gift of expression. ~Love and Light~


...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "

 

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Hi Nightlight,

Thanks for the comment again.  Though there are thousand and one critiques to pass on their comments, I still consider your comment as one of the best as it is specific and not shallow. I hope to get comments of this sort from such a knowledgeable person like you and my mistakes pointed out too. Thanks.

Ben 

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I agree with nightlight. The

I agree with nightlight. The essence is strong. My mind is on fire tonight so the imagery was good for me. Reminding me of my own growing up.. and schooling. Enjoyed the read. `HW


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