LIFE
LIFE is a journey, and everyone's a pilgrim;
men and women alike with no exceptions.
you have died already if you play a victim,
if you live and have no good intentions.
Always have it at the back of mind,
that there's a purpose for which you've been made.
so live to leave something behind,
that your gifts are used right, and your existence never to fade.
LIFE is a school, everyone a scholar;
experiences teach you, whether good or bad.
the earth is for lectures and God is the Master,
to be taught, regard yourself as though you were a lad.
There are ups and downs in life;
sometimes you win, other times you learn.
with everyone you meet do not have a strife,
but let your communication be what uplifts men.
LIFE is a marketplace, everyone a merchant,
we buy and sell with each day passing.
to buy is to learn, to sell is to be relevant,
and at the end, it's wealth we're all amassing.
Dying doesn't mean that you're gone,
except if your talents remain untapped.
for to be useful were we all born,
and in each other's lives to make an impact.
OF a truth, life is like a stage,
where every one of us is just an actor.
let there be more goods than wrongs in your page,
let your actions be well pleasing, even to your ancestors.
REAL KINGS don't die, they multiply;
with inventions, creations, and marrying of wives.
men always like to soar high,
but nothing is won if it doesn't aim at changing lives.
when you're dead, you're not if you know,
so better be careful with your lifestyle.
as you invest in humans, so also do you sow,
so let your investment be goodness in a pile.
About this poem
Leaving Impact For Eternity
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Written on April 12, 2023
Submitted by iamfemiwhite on April 12, 2023
Modified on April 12, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,586 |
Words | 340 |
Stanzas | 8 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 8 |
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