Rather strange the modes of life,
To dissect which,indeed a herculean strife. .
Glum evokes ponder, to leave us in wonder
For deep as an ocean, the many mysteries stare . .
Queer and dark the shades of life,
Polished and searing the edge of its knife. .
Doubt not the depths of its cut;
Tear apart does it till you cry and quit !
Miraculous, the ways of life,
To baffle us in times of niff. .
Rapture, the emotion speaks
Captured in its twirl, oh so a delight. .
Radiant , the paths of life
Soar do we in its wings so high;
Laughing in its spell , relentless and countless
Cant help but state it plain,
That smile is indeed an asset to hold tight
In each single moment that passes by. .
Amateurish, to question its script
Each one's biopic, the best in print. .
The mystery unravels, when cell meets dust;
Everything has a reason , true, though in retrospect !



Awesome :) i liked the last paragraph very much, went thru those lines twice :) Good one !
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Radiant are the paths of life...beautiful phrase...lovely poem!
ReplyDelete:-) not too bad...all the best for the concept..:-)
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