Life, i wonder, what this life is?
Is it what we want? or is it what we have been offered to live?
Life again is a mystery I suppose,
No, No, Not a mystery, its a Dream...
Is it a dream?
My heart says, yes its a dream, which all of us see,
but it sometimes doesnt come true... and some time its an incomplete dream.
Ah! I feel so lucky, i got everything what i desired...
but when i sit and think, Is this what i really wished for?
Oh Yeah, now i understood, life is a compromise....
But is it a compromise?
My Heart says yes agian, Its a compromise indeed,
in life, even though you dont wish to live, still you are asked to, and you live,
You dont wish to laugh, still u do so....
Well Life I guess is a Teacher,
But is it a teacher?
Yeah! My heart affirms me...
It teaches us so many lessons, No matter we wish to learn or not.
It shows us the picture of all pros and cons coming in our way.....
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well its an incomplete poem... i need to complete it..... : -)
For many life is a confusion. Till we place our hearts in right things, in His lap, we go on groping for solutions. I too had similar feelings at at the end wrote PAGES..................10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
life is always incomplete and that incompleteness is it's real beauty