Tuesday, 30 November 2010

Gratitude (inspired by Writer's Island)

I ask myself why
When thinking about gratitude
I seem to display
A rather biased attitude
I am very grateful
For all that I like
For the things that I wanted
Like my first bike
But I’m not saying thanks
For the hardship and pain
For the tears and the dramas
The dreams pursued in vain
But have they not all
A role to play
In shaping who I am
What I think, do and say
Because sometimes I wonder
When I look back
Is all what it seems?
Is black really black?
Events that back then
Were a real disaster
Often changed things for the better
And probably much faster
Than if things would have turned out
Just as I planned
In gratitude therefore
I’m folding my hands
Saying thank you for everything
Just as it is
For all of the pain
As well as the bliss


  1. That is one heck of a good poem! I love the thoughts, the rhyming, the rhythm, everything.

  2. Thank you so much for your kind words. I respect your opinion a lot!

  3. I love the line, "I'm folding my hands..." So often I find all that's left to be said is this simple, profound gesture. This was a wonderfully reflective poem on a cold winter night...

  4. Thanks. I'm glad you enjoyed it.

  5. I forget to be grateful for the good and the bad also. We wonder why the bad has to happen anyway, it helps us build character and good qualities such as joy, love, mildness, and so forth. Anyway, I really liked your poem.

  6. Oh, what a great take on gratitude, and on life!

  7. lovely. here's mine- http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/01/23/painted-hallways/

  8. beautiful reminders...

    divine piece.


  9. ...Saying thank you for everything
    Just as it is
    For all of the pain
    As well as the bliss

    ...true indeed...can definitely relate to these lines...nicely done.

  10. Good to have dreams as well as pain-all have a role.Nice post.