Sunday, April 13, 2008

The Hard Truth We Have To Accept

Sometimes, as we go forward with our life, despite problems and difficulties, we persisted steadily, with the help and compassion of friends and loved ones. Yet, there are times that we had to do it all alone ...

By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone;
For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,
But he has trouble enough of its own.

Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air;
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.

Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go;
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.

Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all—
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life’s gall.

Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.

There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a large and lorldly train,
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.

Coming across with this poem, each word and every line that rhymes herein, truly speaks a hard and bare truth, but we might as well accept nonetheless; pain is harder to share than joy. However, if we bring ourselves to endure cheerfully, we’ll find more company along the way.

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nisha said...

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Soleh said...

Thats like a deep poem..Come and see mine too here--Spectacles Potry--