World Poetry Month: Day Fifteen

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World Poetry Month: Day Fifteen

World Poetry Month: Day Fifteen
World Poetry Month: Day Fifteen

Today’s poetry is ‘Ozymandias’ a poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley. ‘Ozymandias’ a poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley. The poem was written in 1818 and is about the ruins of a former great ruler, Ozymandias.

The poem begins with a traveller describing an inscription on a broken statue of Ozymandias, which reads: “My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings; Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!” 

The inscription recounts the grandiose words of Ozymandias, although his empire has long since crumbled into ruins.

The traveler then reflects on the insignificance of power and glory in comparison to mortality. He muses that just as Ozymandias’s mighty works have been reduced to dust, so will today’s rulers’ works. 

The poem serves as a powerful reminder that, in the grand scheme of things, all worldly authority is fleeting and time waits for no man. Power is an illusion; mortality is our common fate.

No matter how grand one person’s dreams may be, they cannot outlast the hand of time. Thus, it is wise to keep in mind that true strength lies not in material power but rather in one’s character and spirit.

For, as Ozymandias has shown us, no matter how mighty a person may be in life, they will inevitably face their ultimate end. 

The story of Ozymandias’ rise and fall teaches us the importance of humility, caution, and self-awareness.

As Shelley so poignantly put it: “Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!” If we can remember this lesson in our own lives, then perhaps we too can avoid succumbing to our own destruction.

By understanding our own limits, we can take pride in knowing that our dreams and ambitions do not exceed the bounds of reason. We must remember to strive for greatness, but also to be mindful of our own mortality or else risk following Ozymandias’ footsteps down a path of self-destruction. 

In a nutshell, it is essential to remember the lessons of Ozymandias. No matter how great we may become, no one can escape death and our own limitations.

It is important to recognize this truth so that we may learn to respect our own boundaries and strive for greatness while still maintaining a sense of humility.

By understanding the consequences of overreaching ambition, we can hopefully avoid repeating the mistakes of our predecessors and find contentment in bettering ourselves without indulging in hubris. 

Ultimately, it is up to us to learn from our past and make wise decisions that will not only benefit us but also those around us. Life is a journey full of countless possibilities and paths we can choose for ourselves.

Let us take the road less traveled, and in doing so, remember the lessons of Ozymandias. Let us stay humble while we reach for greatness. 

This way, we can find our own inner peace and satisfaction in what we achieve, instead of seeking validation from others or becoming overwhelmed by hubris.

Even though we cannot control world around us, but we can always strive to stay grounded and mindful of our goals. 

By acknowledging our overreaching ambitions and tempering them with humility, we can create a more balanced outlook on ourselves, others and the world.

We don’t need validation from anyone else to feel content – it can come from. We can find joy in simply reaching for greatness and staying true to ourselves instead of letting our egos become inflated with arrogance. 

Ultimately, it is up to us to make the choices that will shape our destinies – let’s use this power wisely by remembering the lessons of Ozymandias.

‘Ozymandias’ by Percy Bysshe Shelley ▶️

I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”


that moment passed away from me

वो बन के लम्हा मेरे पास से निकल गया

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  1. वो बन के लम्हा मेरर पास से निकल गया

    कुछ बड़ा करने की ठानी थी,
    दिन रात मेहनत की दीवानी थी l
    ना खाने की चिंता ना सोने का ख्याल l
    अनवरत चलता रहा यह कई साल l
    कितने पड़ाव पार किए,
    सफल भी रही,खुलता गया सफलता का द्वार l
    प्रफुल्लित मन, खुशियों से भरा मेरा संसार l
    अब लग रहा था मुझे कि
    मेरी होगी अब नैया पार l
    पर यह क्या !किनारे पर आकर
    डूबने लगी नैया, लगा जैसे अस्तित्व ही हो गया मेरा बेकार l
    अच्छे अंक पाकर भी,
    मैं ना हो पाई निहाल l
    नौकरी उसी को मिली जो अरक्षण की नाव पर थी सवार
    मैं शून्य की ओर देखती रही l
    वो बन के लम्हा मेरे पास से निकल गया l
    मेरी खुशियाँ धरती में समा
    गईं या आकाश निगल गया l

  2. #RNTalks

    That moment passed away from me

    How can I forget that beautiful moment
    When I happened to see my childhood friend
    He was in the crowd
    Like the moon in the cloud
    Just for seconds he became visible
    When I tried to reach him
    He became invisible in the wave of crowd
    As if the waves takes away the things inside
    My eyes kept on searching him
    But that beautiful moment passed away from me
    I became so helpless as
    I couldn’t talk to my friend.

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