Experience

by Rupradha Mookerjee



I keep growing with time, Wrinkles wrap my face, My eyes have seen many things- Unwanted, unpleasant, unnecessary; But some uninvited incidents Are essential for growth! Sorrow makes me realize The real value of happiness. Darkness makes me feel The necessity of light. With age I gain my power, I proliferate with the days, Do you know my name? I am “experience”.

Image © Rupradha Mookerjee

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Comments on this Poem

Experience is essential for growth. It is well said in this brief poem!

T A Ramesh
16-Mar-2021 06:02 AM

Sharbaaniranjan ji: thanks! posted one, right now..

rupradhamookerjee
18-Apr-2013 14:43 PM

I did nit read it earlier. It's good, Rupradha. Not posting anymore? A lull in creativity, or something else? Best wishes.

Sharbaaniranjan Kundu
18-Apr-2013 10:47 AM

thank you Sir!!

rupradhamookerjee
09-Jan-2011 11:59 AM

Nice poem to read!

taramesh
09-Jan-2011 03:20 AM