Shall we live today, consider not tomorrow?
Will that be the way ahead to avoid the sorrow ?
Live our lives as now never to regret
Looking to remember, maybe to forget?
Shall we crash and burn?
Before the game is done
While the wheel’s still turn
Who knows if we’ve won?
Shall we choose the present or the past
How to savor life and make it last?
Is the time for living only for today?
Sometime in the future, we’ll surely have to pay.
Living in the moment, but then the moment’s gone.
Living in the past when suddenly alone.
Shall we spend these moments here and now?
Lead booted firmly rooted where you are
Constrained, emotionally restrained invisibly contained
Shall we question where or when or how?
Packing up your memories.
You store them in a sieve.
Nothing to remember.
Nothing left to give.
When time begins to crush you.
You ponder your demise.
When background noises hush you.
And no one hears your cries.
Shall we be the hunter or the prize?
Small, held against the wall, who ya gonna call when you need aid?
Finished.status is diminished, all your hope is vanquished and in vain.
Stifled and defeated in your head.
Stumblin’, Fumbling in the dark.
Mind is stuck in neutral, body stuck in park.
Bruised, Confused, Quietly abused.
Surely not amused by the turmoil in your mind and in your soul.
Shall we reach Nirvana, Shall we reach our goal?
Sinking in the quagmire
No matter how we try
Shall we keep on living?
Or shall we choose to die?
Will that be the way ahead to avoid the sorrow ?
Live our lives as now never to regret
Looking to remember, maybe to forget?
Shall we crash and burn?
Before the game is done
While the wheel’s still turn
Who knows if we’ve won?
Shall we choose the present or the past
How to savor life and make it last?
Is the time for living only for today?
Sometime in the future, we’ll surely have to pay.
Living in the moment, but then the moment’s gone.
Living in the past when suddenly alone.
Shall we spend these moments here and now?
Lead booted firmly rooted where you are
Constrained, emotionally restrained invisibly contained
Shall we question where or when or how?
Packing up your memories.
You store them in a sieve.
Nothing to remember.
Nothing left to give.
When time begins to crush you.
You ponder your demise.
When background noises hush you.
And no one hears your cries.
Shall we be the hunter or the prize?
Small, held against the wall, who ya gonna call when you need aid?
Finished.status is diminished, all your hope is vanquished and in vain.
Stifled and defeated in your head.
Stumblin’, Fumbling in the dark.
Mind is stuck in neutral, body stuck in park.
Bruised, Confused, Quietly abused.
Surely not amused by the turmoil in your mind and in your soul.
Shall we reach Nirvana, Shall we reach our goal?
Sinking in the quagmire
No matter how we try
Shall we keep on living?
Or shall we choose to die?
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Chris Duffy (
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I enjoyed the interesting contrasts in the questions you posed and how you evoke personal reflection on the short-sightedness, vanity, and futility of our lives.
Thank you for sharing your work!
Thank you so much.
Like all these things they are open to your own interpretation and I’m always keen to hear other poet’s views.
As a Christian, I do believe that there is a purpose beyond what we are living, and I think many people forsake (or have not found) that purpose. It is certainly a poem that speaks to spirituality. (Maybe, hence, the photo you paired with it?) Anyway, very good!!
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Superb Chris, here is another side to you!
Thanks. Bit of a story with this one.
Three years ago I was diagnosed with Parkinson’s
I was devastated lost.
I don’t have a religion in fact I’m atheist but met with a Buddhist monk who talked about living in the moment and he blew my mind.
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