I saw part of this poem on my friend Lydia's MSN message. It made me feel something, although I can't really say what.

Life by Sarojini Naidu

CHILDREN, ye have not lived, to you it seems
Life is a lovely stalactite of dreams,
Or carnival of careless joys that leap
About your hearts like billows on the deep
In flames of amber and of amethyst.

Children, ye have not lived, ye but exist
Till some resistless hour shall rise and move
Your hearts to wake and hunger after love,
And thirst with passionate longing for the things
That burn your brows with blood-red sufferings.

Till ye have battled with great grief and fears,
And borne the conflict of dream-shattering years,
Wounded with fierce desire and worn with strife,
Children, ye have not lived: for this is life.


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Well that's a depressing poem...

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> Well that's a depressing poem...

REALLY?? I guess it depends on how one views things. I actually felt it was very forward looking in the sense that, even though depressing things happen in life, that's what it is like for everyone, and it's BECAUSE it's so difficult that we can truly feel happy when good things happen...(ok maybe I'm thinking too much, lol)


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