Life is gossamer silky, joyous
with tears from pain.
Life is illusive too, may be,
as we look at life through our eyes.
Zero as we take birth
but progress with time span
through various actions in life
and reach the peak with age as we mature.
Becoming older we slowly
proceed towards death bed
with end result zero.
Still there is love, hate, jealousy
as we make footsteps with time.
Life and time
with synonyms in social journeys
make us look through sands of footsteps
and we perceive about eternity with wonder
but always fail to understand the logistical cycles
and wander aimlessly.
Let us not think too much about all these
and just enjoy life as it comes.
Author notes
continue meeewing.............
A contest entry
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900 points, ended October 23, 2008, 8 entries
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Comments
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Ahhh... what a poignant poem, Manoj
It's so true to our cycle of life. Your ending is very wise, something we should all strive for.
Thank you for entering this wonderful piece
Dee
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