Life poems

"Life is a journey not a destination." It is a continuous journey towards achieving our goals. People have varied perceptions towards life. For some, it's good and for some it's not that bad. A poem about the joy and struggles of life is what is known as the life poem.

Since ages, poets have depicted the various shades of life in their writings. Poems on life are a great inspiration for everyone. These poems are the great resource of motivation for most of us. Life comes with a series of ups and downs. . "Life based on inspiration is completely opposite to life based on fear and obligation." After every dawn there is sunshine. These verses need a special mention to show the extent of inspiration we get from these poems.

"There are some situations
where all you can do
is to simply let go and move on
gather courage together
and choose a direction
that carries you toward
a new dawn. "

By: Danielle Hollister

An ideal life should be worth living. Success and failure are the two sides of the same coin. One should never lose the hope, since hopes are the building blocks of tomorrow. Life is more or less like a rainbow - a blend of rain and sunshine. It is the failure which motivates the person to achieve success. "Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up." By: Thomas Alva Edison. The life's greatest truths are very well-depicted in the poems based on life. The basic ideology of life is never going to change making these life poems eternal ever after.

People write life poems to make their experiences notable. These poems are the great lessons in life that others can take for similar tribulations. Most of the times the only way to get through is to experience learning in life's struggle and take inspiration from others who have experienced life and expressed it through their poetry. Life poetry encompasses innumerable aspects of life. Journey through life, struggles of the life and the experiences of life are some of the aspects usually covered in these poems.

Poetry is the essence of life. Life poems convey the reality of life in a real beautiful way. Children from their tender age are made to learn life poems so as to prepare them for the life ahead. Life poems for children are a bit different. They are mostly about love, friendship, depression, school, college and family. These verses are the perfect instance of life poems for children.

"Everyone tells you,
they're the best years of your life.
The thing they don't tell you,
is they are all full of strife……"

By: Dajana Pasalic

The Life of Love XVI by Khalil Gibran

Spring

Come, my beloved; let us walk amidst the knolls,
For the snow is water, and Life is alive from its
Slumber and is roaming the hills and valleys.
Let us follow the footprints of Spring into the
Distant fields, and mount the hilltops to draw
Inspiration high above the cool green plains.

Dawn of Spring has unfolded her winter-kept garment
And placed it on the peach and citrus trees; and
They appear as brides in the ceremonial custom of
the Night of Kedre.

The sprigs of grapevine embrace each other like
Sweethearts, and the brooks burst out in dance
Between the rocks, repeating the song of joy;
And the flowers bud suddenly from the heart of
Nature, like foam from the rich heart of the sea.

Come, my beloved; let us drink the last of Winter's
Tears from the cupped lilies, and soothe our spirits
With the shower of notes from the birds, and wander
In exhilaration through the intoxicating breeze.

Let us sit by that rock, where violets hide; let us
Pursue their exchange of the sweetness of kisses.

Summer

Let us go into the fields, my beloved, for the
Time of harvest approaches, and the sun's eyes
Are ripening the grain.
Let us tend the fruit of the earth, as the
Spirit nourishes the grains of Joy from the
Seeds of Love, sowed deep in our hearts.
Let us fill our bins with the products of
Nature, as life fills so abundantly the
Domain of our hearts with her endless bounty.
Let us make the flowers our bed, and the
Sky our blanket, and rest our heads together
Upon pillows of soft hay.
Let us relax after the day's toil, and listen
To the provoking murmur of the brook.

Autumn

Let us go and gather grapes in the vineyard
For the winepress, and keep the wine in old
Vases, as the spirit keeps Knowledge of the
Ages in eternal vessels.

Let us return to our dwelling, for the wind has
Caused the yellow leaves to fall and shroud the
Withering flowers that whisper elegy to Summer.
Come home, my eternal sweetheart, for the birds
Have made pilgrimage to warmth and lest the chilled
Prairies suffering pangs of solitude. The jasmine
And myrtle have no more tears.

Let us retreat, for the tired brook has
Ceased its song; and the bubblesome springs
Are drained of their copious weeping; and
Their cautious old hills have stored away
Their colorful garments.

Come, my beloved; Nature is justly weary
And is bidding her enthusiasm farewell
With quiet and contented melody.

Winter

Come close to me, oh companion of my full life;
Come close to me and let not Winter's touch
Enter between us. Sit by me before the hearth,
For fire is the only fruit of Winter.

Speak to me of the glory of your heart, for
That is greater than the shrieking elements
Beyond our door.
Bind the door and seal the transoms, for the
Angry countenance of the heaven depresses my
Spirit, and the face of our snow-laden fields
Makes my soul cry.

Feed the lamp with oil and let it not dim, and
Place it by you, so I can read with tears what
Your life with me has written upon your face.

Bring Autumn's wine. Let us drink and sing the
Song of remembrance to Spring's carefree sowing,
And Summer's watchful tending, and Autumn's
Reward in harvest.

Come close to me, oh beloved of my soul; the
Fire is cooling and fleeing under the ashes.
Embrace me, for I fear loneliness; the lamp is
Dim, and the wine which we pressed is closing
Our eyes. Let us look upon each other before
They are shut.
Find me with your arms and embrace me; let
Slumber then embrace our souls as one.
Kiss me, my beloved, for Winter has stolen
All but our moving lips.

You are close by me, My Forever.
How deep and wide will be the ocean of Slumber,
And how recent was the dawn!