Present

Present

A Poem by Nayan
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The past makes us sad, the future fearful... And still we can not just live in the present! We choose to ignore the innumerous gifts that present showers before us... Alas!

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Why do people -

Remember things of old?

What gain do they bring -

With pain, unrecoverable, untold?

 

When one night falls,

Another day rises!

Live the present, friend,

Future’s for surprises!

 

Not the future, nor the past,

Present as well, shall not last!

Feelings only, in the little heart,

Grow it dear, save it fast!

 

Be it shine, or rain,

Be it joy, or pain,

When you let wash life’s stain,

Open mind with each moment’s gain!

 

Then life freed, flows -

Away from anxiety’s blows!

Ups and downs taken as colour shades,

Not as the threatening killer blades!

 

Mind opens, heart beats -

Imagination and hope breeds!

No! Don’t recall memories of old!

See! The present has brought gifts of gold!

 

Nayan

7:30 pm, Wed, 26th June 2013

In train, Secunderabad �"Patna

(bits and pieces written and modified from lines written on 31st Jan 2010, and even before…)

© 2013 Nayan


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Truly amazing... There is a good advice for the readers in this poem. You have conveyed your desired message successfully

Posted 5 Years Ago


Nayan

5 Years Ago

Thank you Ashidash for your kind comment.
a beautiful reminder of what is important, said in great rhythm and rhyme. This flows well and I enjoyed reading this piece.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Nayan

6 Years Ago

Thanks Barbara.
True True... We dont need to dwell on past too much nor try to figure out what Will happen coz everytime we do that, we keep losing a part of the amazing Present.
Wonderful and insightful poetry :)

Posted 6 Years Ago


Nayan

6 Years Ago

Thanks beyondpen :)
Pains from our past are to learn from .Once we reach adulthood they guide the subconscious tell us when to jump and run.They are only guideposts to the road ahead.After a while even the bad memories become our friend

Posted 6 Years Ago


Nayan

6 Years Ago

Agreed Tate! My father told me the same when I recited the poem to him. But still, with all the lear.. read more

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Added on July 27, 2013
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Nayan
Nayan

Hyderabad, Andhra Pradesh, India



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Hello, I am Nayan from India. I love Poetry, Philosophy, Photography and Music; and want Goodwill to mankind! I get astonished every moment at the marvels of science and space... Let me travel.. more..

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