Wednesday 18 September 2013

WHAT IS LIFE?

"What is life?",you say,
Life is but a way,
A path that one chooses,
No one knows right or wrong.
"What is life?",you say,
Life is but a struggle,
Come what may,
A battle against every odd.
"What is life?",you say,
Life is but problems,
Nay,problems interspersed with joy,
Amongst many other things.

"What is life?",you say,
Life is but a beautiful day,
At times sunny;at times rainy,
Yet most times;dull and overcast.

"What is life?",you demand,
Life is but to reprimand,
Others,
And reciprocate yourself.

"What is life?",you inquire,
Life is but fire,
Sadness is smoke,
The feelings that choke.

"What is life?",you wonder,
Life is but a blurry blunder,
You might not be able to see it clearly,
But ultimately you realise and regret.

"What is life?",you wonder,
Life is but lightening and thunder,
Followed by a downpour of sadness,
But ultimately a sunshine of happiness.

"What is life?",you brood,
Life is but directly proportional to your mood,
At times harsh;and
Most other times crude.

"What is life?",you contemplate,
Life is but a huge mistake,
Amidst people who are wrong and,
People who are fake.

"What is life?",you ask,
Life is but a mask,
A mask of artificiality,
A mask which people wear.

"What is life?",you ask,
Life is but a difficult task,
Something that can or cannot be done,
Depending on your own wills and inclinations.

"What is life?",you ask,
Life is but a book,
And every new day,
Is a fresh page...

"What is life?",you ask,
Life is but an abyss,
An abyss of sadness,sorrow,depression;
Overcome these and you are the happiest person.

"What is life?",you ask,
Life is but birth and death,
What have you brought into this world?
What will you take?

"What is life?",you ask again,
Life is but an incessant rain,
A rain of happiness and joy,
A shower of contentment and blessings.

"What is life?",you think,
Life is but a momentary blink,
Unexpected,
Unpredictable...

"What is life?",you think,
Life is but a connectionless link,
A link between nothingness and infinity,
Neither knows no bounds...

"What is life?",you sigh,
Life is but as irrational as pi,
3.141592653589793238462643383279...
Non-terminating,non-recurring,never ending...

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