Life- as a log of wood


Life- an experience one gets as he faces the circumstances across him and make decisions and choices. Such a wonderful experience, ofcourse , must be given such a great value as expressing it through poems. This  value of one’s life persuades me to write poems on the various stages we get into in our lives. For some reason, I thought that the life of a person must be resembled in some way in this world to make us realise the   essence of it. In my previous posts I have published many kinds of poems that compare life and the other things in this world.( pls search through the poems and stories category to see the other poems) And now I seem to have found some link between a log of wood and life. Funny right! What could be that thing that relates life with a log of wood? The answer is...

Life- as a log of wood

Far away
From the modern cities
To a place-
Which I admire
Leaving the city –
I desire
To go to the
Evergreen woods ;

A jab of my
Rusty old  axe
Chopped a
Log of wood
With a mighty
Strength, I could
Shape it
into perfection ;

Clean and
Straight cuts
Gave me a
“Wood chop”
But the forming
Of something couldn’t stop
Something powdery
Made of sawdust ;

A thousand times
I did try
To chop a perfect
wood- I just
Seemed to find
The powdery sawdust
That made me
Want to cry ;

Life is like
A log of wood
No matter how
You chop
To get a perfect
Wood- It won’t stop
The forming sawdust- the
Failure that drags you down ;

Is a perfect
Chop of wood
Impossible to
Make?
All you need to do
Is put your trial
At stake to life’s
Tough challenges ;

Sawdust remained
As I stood
Wailing for a good
Chop of wood
But I realised later that-
Sawdust makes a
Log of wood
Failures make life better
As much as it could!- Aadarsh Ram