"What’s left of our living years….."
By Ivy Koshy
In this world, it seems as if only certain people are chosen to be successful
Why is it that only few are found to be so intelligent, wealthy and beautiful?
One begins to wonder where that leaves the rest of us
Isolated? Cold? And hungry residing in no place but an empty bus?
It is rare for people to achieve great accomplishments, though we all strive
to be the best
But only a few will
you find happy, wealthy and well dressed
it is not the issue of injustice but rather a matter of fate
That only some are born to be great
say everyone can achieve greatness, for destiny lies in the hands of every man
And maybe that’s true, maybe we all really can
But if one can control the unfortunate losses, misery and tragedies from occurring in this life
That would certainly be miraculous, because the truth is, no one can avoid obstacles,
pain or strife
So how is it then that
others are thriving, blossoming and even soaring to new heights??
How is it that some are able to hold on with all their might??
Does not one tire of perpetual misery and distress?
It seems as if we only encounter people when they’re at their best….
But perhaps everyone has their own set of troubles
Even the happiest intimate couples……
So whether these successful people put on a façade or simply display
a fake act of elation
It is not our place
to judge, taunt and disregard them, but rather understand their situation
Because at the end of the day we all just want the same things, to be jovial, in love and to achieve our dreams
And for that matter, none of it is as easy as it seems
So we have to realize that for some of us finding that purpose in life may not
be so leisurely
But no matter what the
cost, we must find it happily
some grow up to be successful models, comedians, writers, actors or stars
We have to remember that the rest of us have also come very far
All of us are remarkably special in our own individualistic way and we must tell ourselves that everyday
Therefore, we must not let oppression, anguish, jealousy and sorrow take a hold
of what’s left of our living years
we must continue to grow strong, resilient, and hopeful in order to face our fears….
the author: I am Ivy, a junior from NC school, and I am interested
in writing short stories and poems. It is what I truly enjoy doing in my spare time. I hope to get a small recognition from
the two poems I have written and hope you enjoy reading it. Thanks!