dude_yog 0 Report post Posted April 30, 2004 Train Of Life Some folks ride the train of life Looking out the rear, Watching miles of life roll by, And marking every year. They sit in sad remembrance, Of wasted days gone by, And curse their life for what it was, And hang their head and cry. But I don't concern myself with that, I took a different vent, I look forward to what life holds, And not what has been spent. So strap me to the engine, As securely as I can be, I want to be out on the front, To see what I can see. I want to feel the winds of change, Blowing in my face, I want to see what life unfolds, As I move from place to place. I want to see what's coming up, Not looking at the past, Life's too short for yesterdays, It moves along too fast. So if the ride gets bumpy, While you are looking back, Go up front, and you may find, Your life has jumped the track. It's all right to remember, That's part of history, But up front's where it's happening, There's so much mystery. The enjoyment of living, Is not where we have been, It's looking ever forward, To another year and ten. It's searching all the byways, Never should you refrain, For if you want to live your life, You gotta drive the train. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
manoj 0 Report post Posted April 30, 2004 excellent poem dude.. we have gotta drive the train...for by not driving it,someone else is going to drive us...and we will be ofering our slavery to things like destiny. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
subedi B.R. 0 Report post Posted May 2, 2004 nice one man...keep it up.. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Shima 0 Report post Posted May 2, 2004 Most of the nepalese folks doesn't ride the train of life, they walk....... Coz there is no train and even they haven't seen yet..... kidding Anyway nice poem. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites