Life !

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Life !

Life is an adventure
Not always easy or without fear
The end, I believe is still fair.

Life is a journey
Full of blissful moments
Not without trials and tribulations.
Life is a lesson
To be learnt the hard way
Destiny is written well in advance they say.

Life is a canvas
Paint it your own way
Make it as bright as you may
The greys and blacks might still stay.
Life is complex
Not linear an equation
There is however an answer to all questions.
Life might not be a dream
Thorns may accompany the blooms that gleam.

Life has a purpose
To find and change,
Add a perspective
Make some difference.
Life is worthy
Of all risks and afflictions
Stay true to yourself
In all situations.

Life is a progress
Not a constant,
A wheel in motion
God’s own beautiful creation.
Give it your best
Avoid stagnation
For
Life is an adventure
Not always easy or without fear
The end, I believe is still fair.

Dr. Guncha Gupta
21/3/19

Comments

  1. UnknownMarch 21, 2019 at 9:15 PM

    A poem well worded n beautifully depicting the duality of life.I wish the writer told us more clearly that life is more of pleasure than pain

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  2. SonalMarch 22, 2019 at 6:49 AM

    Well thoughtful and clearly depicting “Life”. Amazing job Guncha.

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  3. Nitin GuptaMarch 24, 2019 at 12:56 AM

    What an apt description about life .... good one

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  4. Mohit GargMarch 28, 2019 at 8:23 AM

    Life truly is an adventure!
    I believe so too.

    Beautiful poem.
    Loved it.

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  5. Muskaan GargMarch 28, 2019 at 10:16 PM

    Well done ❤️❤️

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  6. DreamerMay 14, 2019 at 11:09 AM

    Well written...keep going!!

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