Bowed my head today in reverence to
The rejections washed up on my shore,
Turning me humbler as the time passes
Profanities hurled of the worst kinds,
Not enough for the dignity of lifetime
The cruel betrayels and ugly deceptions
Left footprints of a gentler honesty
Multiple encounters with the flimsy death
Made living worth one million times
For fragile death is momentory but
The majestic life always goes on.
13 thoughts on “The Majestic Life”
I had the same thought today…
Wow, great to know, thanks for the comment.
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Damn neat. When we survive the dreaded events we become humble and grateful. Loved this piece
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Few days back Very revered politician, unparallel orator &celebrated poet of Hindi expired.His one poem echoeing the similar thoughts like life is majestic & needs to be celebrated.Inspirational.loved it.
yes, today was like that for me but as you say, so brilliantly, ‘the majestic life always goes on’ —
I know life goes on, my day wasn’t great either… hence poetry 🙂