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By Heart

November 6, 2014 1 comment

(Daily prompt) You’re asked to recite a poem (or song lyrics) from memory — what’s the first one that comes to mind? Does it have a special meaning, or is there another reason it has stayed, intact, in your mind?

This poem by Rudyard Kipling is one of my favourites and comes to mind when I thought of the daily prompt.


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 impostors 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!

Rudyard Kipling

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Scribble pad

September 3, 2011 13 comments

Like a stream in flow
I let my thoughts pour
As I let my pen scribble
An outlet for my mind

Free, smooth, unperturbed
Like an orchestra in symphony
I bear witness
To a part of myself

Nature, values, emotions
Thoughts on kith and kin
Community, nation and world
All weave a web of words

A poem to lift the spirits
Or a story to inspire
An article to inform
Or humour to lighten the mood

No need for grandiloquence
Simple, easy and lucid
No one to impress
Only myself to please

I hope to offer something
In all these writings
Touch a few hearts
Or just to seek the truth

© copyright skm, 3rd September, 2011

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