[Lay back on the garden of
leisure/hold on to the new-find pleasure/let go off the oppressive stress/
hands and legs you may stretch/switch off the mind/off load your worries/let
happiness bloom around you???
My composition abruptly
stopped. The adamant pen, giggling at my verbose, refused to move further on
the A4 sheet. Hmmm, even a pen knows about a grain form the chaff; knows the
worth of a write better than the writer. Thus my attempt to write a prescription
for how to live on and how to sing a song of peace through a poem ended in a
fiasco. However, W.H. Davies came to my rescue. His poem ‘Leisure’, which I
present here, reflects my thoughts of how to walk through the debris of the
modern life. Amen.]
What is this life
if, full of care,
We have no time to
stand and stare.
No time to stand
beneath the boughs
And stare as long as
sheep or cows.
No time to see, when
woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide
their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in
broad day light,
Streams full of
stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at
Beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet,
how they can dance.
No time to wait till
her mouth can
Enrich that smile
her eyes began.
A poor life this if,
full of care,
We have no time to stand
and stare.
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ReplyDelete'We have no time to stand and stare.'...Beautiful and poignant!
ReplyDeleteVery beautifully presented..really in modern times we hardly find time for ourselves...
ReplyDeleteWish I could stand and stare.
ReplyDeleteI remember learning this in my school days, so glad to read it once more now.
This poem was printed on the back covers of all my books as a kid up to 10th Standard. Am glad to come across it once again after nearly 5 years.
ReplyDeleteYour poems is like John Keats' poems,your prose style is best like written by Edmond Burke in the language
ReplyDeletewell presented. after all, we badly need time for ourselves..
ReplyDeleteI remember studying this poem in school. At that time, I thought it's stupid. Today I realize otherwise.
ReplyDeleteNice poem I read it in school,since then I am in love with this poem,
ReplyDelete"kabhi waqt nahin milta kabhi hum nahin milte,
kash ye din raat kabhi na badalte"
Your poem is really beautiful. Please keep writing.
ReplyDeleteIt is a poor life indeed ...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!!
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Excellent! This is one of the most memorable poems because of its sweet reminder to fill life with pure joy by enjoying proximity to nature through the exploration of the surroundings. But unfortunately we are so preoccupied with the rat race of life that we really do not have the time to stand and stare. Thanks for sharing your thoughts as well as the sweet poem.
ReplyDeleteThis is a beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing this, haven't read it before.
ReplyDelete:)
ReplyDeleteNo time to stand and stare...true!
ReplyDeleteLiked it!!
What a beautiful poem...and so true! Thanks for sharing
ReplyDeleteA nice reminder to all of us :)
ReplyDeletehow true and how gently he reminds what a waste our life is if we do not have time for these simple pleasures in life.
ReplyDeletebeautiful one
ReplyDeleteVery Nice. . .
ReplyDeleteA thought provoking poem indeed. We do have time for everything in life. It all depends upon where we find pleasure.
ReplyDeleteNice post. Life is some thing different and we should learn to live and let live. True, what is that life when you do not have time to see what you have?
ReplyDeleteThought provoking one...
Nice read..
ReplyDeleteWonderful poem.. thanks for sharing..
ReplyDeleteWe had this poem in our school days. Have wonderful memoirs associated with it. Thanks for sharing!
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