This is how I'd Rather Live

As I traversed across the path men do term life,

I chanced upon a fellow traveller, gay in his thoughts, oblivious to his fellow's plight.

He made merry, danced to his tunes,

And told anyone who'd listen; how to live life, akin to him, with its feathery plumes.

 

'When life throws a curve ball your way, a problem, a lemon your way,

Suck it up, make lemonade, bask in it, be gay'

As he preached to one and all, his thoughts had much effect upon me,

I took unto myself to spread his message, to my fellow brethren who yearned to be free.

 

As I walked further down the aisle of life, I chanced unto a man,

To me, he was strange, as sad, yet happy as a man can.

I don't know what got over me, and yet I did share with him what that peculiar peddler of emotions had preached, that saint

had related unto us a weapon, to deal with life itself, with all its dangers quaint.

 

He stared at me for a moment,, his wise little eyes locked with mine, and then he smiled,

But before I could say something further, he cried.

I sat still, uncertainty to my mind clang,

But the idea that I had caused that outburst, stung me like a fang.

 

'I met yon same traveller’, he confessed

'And took unto myself the apparel of the endeavour in which you are now so philanthropically dressed.'

'I got so obsessed with this notion that I did not care for the sugar I had over the years toiled to pile

When the first curve ball hit me, and I saw my loved ones, on walls, as mosaics tiled.

 

I took all the lemons, tasked myself to make the lemonade I had so long preached of making,

But found no water, to dissolve the very same sugar or lemon, but their toll they had been taking.

I realized how wrong in my thoughts I had been,

And now I’ll spread this message as long as I will.

 

Take care to pile your sugar, your happy moments you’ve cherished,

Take all your lemons, your sad moments you’d rather that perished,

And mix them, use it to make your lemonade, with a selfless spout,

But in the process, don't lose your loved ones, the water you can do nothing without.

Author's Note

Please do review my work, I need some encouragement to continue in this field

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the story and wisdom shared in the poetry. We can learn from other people on the road of life.
"Take care to pile your sugar, your happy moments you’ve cherished,
Take all your lemons, your sad moments you’d rather that perished,
And mix them, use it to make your lemonade, with a selfless spout,
But in the process, don't lose your loved ones, the water you can do nothing without."
The above lines are true and logical wisdom. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Pushkar Prabhat]

WoW!!!!
this is as beautiful as it is crafty...............
a very very beautiful and loud & clear message..........an important message........
happy and sad moments, both, are necessary........but neither is any good without the loved ones........
so true and thoughtful.......

beautiful poem!!!
i loved it!!!
:)

[Arjun Singh]

Thnx a lot brother!!!