Life has likelihood to be unpredictable,
Either ways is pleasurable or miserable.
It depends on the chance of probability,
That man has to work for the possibility.
Life swings inescapably every second,
Extremes to the right or to the left stand.
It requires the strength of the individual,
That man exerts to control the residual.
Life is what a person makes it to be,
Exploring the challenges as the sea.
It demands some wisdom to endure,
That man uses to mandate a tenure.
Life is finite flow of sustainability,
Enviably gives man full accessibility.
In all the opportunities there to tackle,
That man should deal on any obstacle.
Life is akin to alive pendulum that sways,
Endowed with myriad bounties at all ways.
In whatever directions life may take us all,
That would be a challenge for us to handle.
your poem makes me brand new... so real.... life is like a pendulum... never it stop until someone me it to stop.... what a wonderful one... a 10+... God bless my friend
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
life is indeed a swinging pendulam...good concept here, Marvin...and written well 10