The Purpose Of Life Poem by G.S.Vasu Kumar

People come,
And people go.
Just like arrival
and departure
in a railway station.

Just the way,
you number the
days of your vacation.
God too has numbered
your days on
this planet; earth.

People come,
And people go.
I wonder is there
really re-birth?

Why are some,
destined to live
only a few days
or weeks?
I wonder why
Man comes here
and what he seeks?

Is it to experience,
Joy,
Sorrow.
Truimph,
Defeat.
Love,
Hatred.
And who really knows?

It doen't matter
whether some one
lives only a few
days or a century.
When it is the
purpose that
really matters,
and not longevity.

But still,
I ponder over
the purpose of
this life,
God alone knows
the reason
unless we try
and unmask it.