To be alive is the greatest achievement. To have a body, exploring and experiencing the world are privileges that any soul shall wish for. Unfortunately, we take these for granted and explore ways to make ourselves suffer by adding desires and unrealistic expectations. We forget the myriad of happiness that the state of “being alive” provides us and embarks on an endless journey to fulfil our greed.
This short poem, filled with positivity and gratitude, is my humble attempt to deviate from my usual pessimistic style of writing. I hope you enjoy :–)
Oh, what a privilege it is to be alive!
A wandering soul bowed down
And whispered in the air
“Oh, what a privilege it is
to be alive!
Touch and feel
the things I loved”
The tender kiss of
a loving mother!
The gentle pat of
her great affection
and the warmth of her
tight embrace
“Oh, what a privilege it is
to be alive!
The glorious days with
loyal friends!
Playing in surreal lands
where sorrow ends
And the joyful memories
they impart
“Oh, what a privilege it is
to be alive!
For a wandering soul
to thrive.
Well done dear 🙂
All possible bcoz of the positivity that you have been sharing with me…
Beautifully penned dear 🙋☺️
Thank you pia for your support 🙂 i wish you a great sunday with your friends and family
Nice poem.
Thank you Savitha ji
Welcome Unni.
Hey Unni, this is a welcome change. I hope you feel the vitality in your heart as well. True, we take life for granted. I love the poem😊
Thanks ramyani 🙂
My pleasure!❤️