Life, This Life And Its Reflection, The Hours Of It Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Life, This Life And Its Reflection, The Hours Of It



Life is an image,
A thought,
A reflection,
Life is a concept,
An idea,
A notion.

Life is what you think,
What I take to,
Want we to make it,
Life is life,
How describe it,
The motto and mission of yours?

Your vision,
My vision sometimes differing
From,
But the goal is almost the same,
Think you,
Feel you when but leisurely.

What is but life,
What the point of our difference,
How to corroborate and align with,
How to come to a point of discussion
Is the thing that matters more
Rather than friction and fissure?

Sanding at the crossroad of life
And the world,
Think I about
My life and times,
How was it,
How is it?

How to keep it intact
For them who have not
Seen,
For those who are yet
To enjoy the moments of life
Rather than devastating it for out-dated thoughts?

Wednesday, September 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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