This week Magaly has invited us to explore the feelings of despair and delight as our poetic muse.
My thoughts on the prompt:
Both the feelings of delight and despair can have genesis in personal experiences. These feelings can also birth due to circumstantial factors and also on account of people around us whom we call our own and with whom we have a sense of belongingness.
My response to the prompt:
People change
With age
With time
With experience
With purpose
With motive
With pain
Yet there are a few
Who remain
As they were/are
Like rocks
Entrenched to roots
Forever
(It's again a matter of debate - those who remain unchanged through course of time: do they lack in adaptivity ? Do they in the long run head towards obsoletion ? Is their quality of unchageability an unnecessary obstinacy? Or do they epitomise the timeless values ultimately catalysing civilizational growth?)
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মানুষ বদলে যায়
বয়সে
সময়ে
অভিজ্ঞতায়
উদ্দেশ্যে
স্বার্থে
আঘাতে
কিন্তু গুটি কয়েক
তবুও থাকে
পাথরের মতন
অচল
অনড়
শিকড়ে আবদ্ধ
চিরন্তন
I don't trust people who don't change!
ReplyDeleteThat's also a perspective to think on. Thank you Shaun.
DeleteI do believe this:
ReplyDeletePeople change
With age
With time
With experience
With purpose
With motive
With pain
Thank you so much for a very thoughtful poem.
Thank you so much Helen.
DeleteI love the questions you ask at the end. Who can say?
ReplyDeleteNo, those are the answers which are elusive
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