Lessons

The dusks whispered to me that-

death is darker than the moonless sky,

and colder than the winter nights.

 

The days taught me that-

birth is brighter than the infant sun,

and warmer than his lustrous rays.

 

I died countless times,

resurrected and started again.

But the life between them remained untaught.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This poem illustrates the sentiments written in your profile about simple/complex. You’ve done a great job of selecting the perfect symbols to show the life observations you convey with many layers hidden but begging to be explored. My favorite part is the expert way you speak of how we fall & get up again, over & over, often missing the abundant lessons that could be gained (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[The ArK]

Thanks Margie.
Actually I wrote this poem in my mother tongue. This is a translation of that work. I was having doubts whether the message will be conveyed as it did in the original one. But no worries now! :-)

[barleygirl]

I admire those of you who write in different languages!

[Jade]

So very good, I really enjoyed this write, It's intriguing

[¿]

Valuable thought you put here....all the lessons by our surroundings doesn't always needs to be in need!!
Great read☺

[Thepensiveplayer]

Truly a magnificent poem my friend! Your right about the lessons we learn in life. They come at all and any times of the days we have to wake up. They certainly are countless like the great poems that you continue to write. Keep growing and transforming. Take care. :)

[The ArK]

Thank you! I'm Honored :-)

[Najam Us Saher]

This poem has so much depth in it.
Life never fails to teach us lessons during unexpected times. I simply loved this poem. It is very thoughtful, great effort has been made to write this.

[The ArK]

Thank you!

[Najam Us Saher]

You're welcome.

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the thoughts and the wisdom shared. I agree. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.

Coyote

[Weeping willow]

Wonderful and simple write filled with emotional dark words;-]

[Mrudula Rani]

Your tercets are beautifully written with a profound meaning in each. It was a pleasure reading your work. All the best.

[The ArK]

Thank you! I'm glad you liked it :-)

[Chris Shaw]

A good contrast between the feelings experienced at dusk of pending death, coldness and darkness in comparison to the uplifting sun's rays and warmth of morning. Your third stanza, many will be able to relate to. We all have our deepest darkest moments, where we have to pick ourselves up, dust ourselves down and get on with it. Some people learn from their experiences, others don't. I enjoyed the message in your poem.

[The ArK]

That's right. Life should be self taught.
Thanks for the review, Christine.