A real drama takes place, outside the theatre,
in the stage of life, swayed by the wings of time.
Oh! How intimately intertwined, the two-sides
of man’s life are, on the one hand, lies the
rapture of, “love” and on the other hand, lies the
tragedy of, “loss”. Alas! Man is but an effigy
restrained by the chains of the uncertainty. He
spends all his time, searching for the thing that
is already within himself and curses his own destiny
for not giving him the moment, to have an orgasm
with the certainty………………….with the certainty.
Sometimes when we look to hard at finding what we think we need, we tend to overlook that which is right before us and or within ourselves. Hence as you say, you miss the moment, but not all is lost, should one recognise the desire that one seeks, rekindle the moment and make it work.... with the certainty. May the chains of uncertainty disappear. Stunning write Bhuwan !!
warm hugs
Elga
Reviewed by Robert Fullerton (Reader)
Reviewed on February 20, 2005
This is my first trip into your works...It won't be the last! Nice write; Deeply thought provoking.........thanks........Bob
Profound observations, my friend. We always want what we don't have and can't seem to know the true value of what we have got. You do this so well. Glad I stopped by.
How dearly I agree with you about Man being an effigy
restrained by the chains of uncertainty. It's calm in my soul now that I know that someone else sees it too. I love it, Bhuwan.
Reviewed by Nila Jamier (Reader)
Reviewed on February 13, 2005
Wonderful poetry and expression Bhuwan {Hello}:)
Niley
Yes, we become blinded to what is right before us and we don't listen to the voice inside us. So many cling to perceptions that are no longer relevant, because they want to be shown the path and how to walk...because of fear and because they have stopped listening to their heart. Fine write, Bhuwan
So acute, Bhuwan! This is like a verse from The Classics - but then, you are Classical Man in pursuit of the highest roads in life whilst walking the shadows of death and destruction. If I could just draw breath for one second, you would hear my stilled heart and mind say: "This man knows how to touch heaven while changing earth, and still he leave me speechless". This is so universal and yet so deeply personal as well. The depths of our emotions and senses become the source of energy to keep us moving through the length of days when things are tough; what bitter agony when even those drives are at odds with one another, bringing even the soul into fracture. Powerful in both content and delivery. May God protect and provide. LOL Kate xx
Like a book being read for the first time,
We turn its chapters, one page at a time.
For every unread chapter turned is a mystery,
its characters leaps into our lives:
some bad, some good, and some in between.
The bad are very bad!
How can we avoid them leaping into our lives?
The good are very good!
They do inspire us to live a good life.
The in betweens zig-zag between the good and the evil,
they leap into our lives as our friends,
but backstab us frequently when we least expect it.
I had seen so many types of
the good, the bad, and the evil;
yet I'm still uncertain about my life.
I can only be certain to be good
as much as possible about myself.
Hopefully this certainty
will beat the uncertainty in my life.
Imogene, a country-bred girl, longs to make a life for herself in New York City. She joins forces with her former college roommate to start a movie production company in the big city.
Major League ballplayer Justin Moore is kidnapped from his own ballpark and transported to a foreign land. It might take high-level international negotiations to free him. Or maybe he will take matters into his own hands.
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Sometimes when we look to hard at finding what we think we need, we tend to overlook that which is right before us and or within ourselves. Hence as you say, you miss the moment, but not all is lost, should one recognise the desire that one seeks, rekindle the moment and make it work.... with the certainty. May the chains of uncertainty disappear. Stunning write Bhuwan !!
warm hugs
Elga
restrained by the chains of uncertainty. It's calm in my soul now that I know that someone else sees it too. I love it, Bhuwan.
Niley
as always a Golden Pen
William ....peace
some much depth, and wisdom
the image capturedand the words as if they are engraved there in stone!!! truly outstanding!!!
I believe thats what the human spirit cries out for
we do make our own chains, link by link
but thats life
now I am inspired! Thank YOU
pax A
your depth is striking
thanks,
d.
Certainty indeed!! Love and luck <Mikii>
Stunningly crafted and exceptionally penned poem ... poet par excellent!!
Best regards,
Robert
Reindeer
Love Tinka
is already within himself and curses his own destiny
Quite profound, Bhuwan.
Life is uncertain for many -
Like a book being read for the first time,
We turn its chapters, one page at a time.
For every unread chapter turned is a mystery,
its characters leaps into our lives:
some bad, some good, and some in between.
The bad are very bad!
How can we avoid them leaping into our lives?
The good are very good!
They do inspire us to live a good life.
The in betweens zig-zag between the good and the evil,
they leap into our lives as our friends,
but backstab us frequently when we least expect it.
I had seen so many types of
the good, the bad, and the evil;
yet I'm still uncertain about my life.
I can only be certain to be good
as much as possible about myself.
Hopefully this certainty
will beat the uncertainty in my life.
Sandie May Angel :o)
Bravo!