Journey Of Life

Journey Of Life short poem

Photo by Asja.

Not everyone gets it
the very first time .
After all success is a
long and difficult climb.
But God wants to tell you
not to lose hope .
Because soon to help you
he will send a rope .
Life is all like an unfinished story ,
where you are the writer .
All that you have to do is hold
your pen and dreams a little tighter .
In the end you will realize
that life was simply a journey .
All good and bad people
come to your way .
They will just give you lessons
and memories to remember .
And not everyone here is there
forever to stay .
Life is long ,
And so it goes on ,
And here we always face problems
and their solutions .
Like a routine we are following since we were born ! ! !

Rate the poem
1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (2 votes, average: 4.00 out of 5)
We are posting your rating...

Have something to say about the poem?

Poems you will love

Give your feedback / review for the poem

2 Comments on "Journey Of Life"

Notify of
Sort by:   newest | oldest

Form, rhythm and rhyme are well-orchestrated. A fine piece of poem.

Savi Mani

wonderful poem, so true life is a journey, a journey worth taking…life is to be lived, failure and success part of life, life is to be lived since Life is one and its the gift of God, each morning comes as a blessing to us………..very beautiful poem……loved it liked it……


Toeless Journey

Toeless Journey short poem

The hawk was always hatching a pacer, to spin the surveillance, tampering the tracks of violence. The haul was heavy. Moon and fishes went on to spread the dragnet striking gold from the liquid denials. The sovereignity was violated of

Running Your Marathon Called Life

Running Your Marathon Called Life ballad

When you first began life’s marathon, were you courageous from the start? When you stood there at the starting line, were you committed head and heart? Must you believe you’ll achieve your goals, from the moment you begin? Must you

Scarlet Life Runs Dry

Scarlet Life Runs Dry short poem

Sound dances on the wind The scarlet life that runs through our body Bitter to the smell Sweet to the taste The lifeline that doesn’t make any of us humans much different A beauty that’s capable of sending chills down

Life Cycle

Life Cycle short poem

I rouse from the lap of ocean.. rose up down now and than… flew on on the wings of clouds.. walk play and commit many fouls… Collide with mighty mountains.. feeling cavalier..without any pain… a sudden my tears rushing down

Life And Death

Life And Death short poem

O how I desire, the deluge {a severe flood} to scrub Aside all the black-hearted, and the tender-hearted would be full with warmth, so they won’t harden, but they will fall for the word hasn’t marked them, they will forget