If you were to live your life by a specific poem,what would it be?

Question

If you were to live your life by a specific poem,what would it be and why do you think so?

Answer 1

The poem is "If" by Rudyard Kipling:

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream -- and not make dreams your master;
If you can think -- and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings -- nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run --
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And -- which is more -- you'll be a Man, my son!

Now that's a poem to live by!

Answer 2

Robert Frost (1874–1963). Mountain Interval. 1920.

1. The Road Not Taken


TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth; 5

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same, 10

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back. 15

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. 20

i like the implication that even trying to do something interesting instead of routine cuts you off from interesting experiances. its a hopeful poem in a melencholy sort of way.

Answer 3

Walt Whitman classic poem The Song of My Life

Answer 4

Then and always HE sayeth to man
Yes you can, yes Yahweh can, Do good
For is the forest not for rest, and made of wood
I love you more each day, so stay, to play

When and anyways I hear the song
West you ran, east the sands, north so lost
For is the oasis not the title of HIS gift forever
I love you completely each way, lie never

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Answer 5

a million. God created me with a purpose and gave me each and every thing i might desire to do it and be happy! 2. huge-unfold is a clean and thrilling time- in case you enable this is. 3. Love-there are countless opportunities to love a minimum of somebody in some way on a daily basis. 4. i'm getting to earnings from blunders and misfortunes and it makes the thrill that lots sweeter! 5. there are various wonders in this large eye-catching international. undesirable issues ensue to every person, yet so do good issues. you will see what you got down to work out. in case you like a happy, eye-catching international- be keen to seek for it and to do your area. All undesirable issues might properly be triumph over. i comprehend, I artwork with toddlers and youth that have been abused, neglected, dealt with like animals- horrid situations; with love, practise and know-how they are waiting to enhance into happy, healthful and efficient human beings. once you notice a new child cursing, hitting, curled in a fetal place because of the fact he's been sexually abused and can't believe every person grow to be happy and healthful and function a efficient existence- why does no longer you opt to stay? Seeing exhilaration and love improve the place purely soreness & melancholy have been and whilst human beings had reported there became no desire yet penal complex for existence. it is reason adequate!

Answer 6

i used to know this poem about horses that were running through the forest as if they knew the way but there was no path through the woods so they were making one. i for get exactly how it goes but i would use that. because there(the horses) instincts where telling them where to go and they made a path where there wasn't one be for that way others can follow one day. thank for this question i now have to go search that poem on the web and refresh my memory. :)

Answer 7

I have to make one...
The lonely seaman in his boat,

Adrifting out at sea

Just him, his canvas and paint afloat

Seeing what he can see

For he has no friend besides his brush,

His canvas, paint, and dog

He talks with his art, there lies his heart,

As he paints a toad on a log

He lives in a cabin 'twixt meadow green

And by the ocean blue

So visit him, he'll let you in,

And then he'll sail with you,

To explain, I'd rather a simple life, content, and ready to accept anyone who wanted to be accepted.

Answer 8

The Invitation by:Oriah

Check it out. I think it's awesome!

http://www.oriahmountaindreamer.com/
Scroll down for poem.

Answer 9

Here I sit all broken-hearted, tried to poop but only farted.