The Way Of Life Poem by Nazmul Haque

Life is not like a drawingroom,
In which you fix your furniture
and it remains the same.

Life is like a running river,
that moves its course as it runs by,
So many ups and downs,
So many turning points....
Life is like life itself.

Don't ask how life should be,
Whatsoever it is -
Is perfectly beautiful,
Learn to live life that way
Cause you can't chage the way of life.

Your ideas are your enemies,
They are invitation-cards to troubles,
You think life should be like this,
And not like that,
And that's how you invite your trouble.

Let life show its own colour,
Let life take its own course,
Let life prepare the way,
You just be ready to walk upon it,
Endless possibilities are waiting for you
In every turnings,
In every ups and downs,
And there is the true thrill and charm
That life has to offer you.

God is not an engineer
or an architect, a scientist
or a mathematician.
He is a Dreamer,
He loves to create many worlds of dreams,
Loves to draw the colourful Rainbow
And also the colourful canvases of life.

Life is not like a drawingroom,
In which you fix your furniture
and it remains all the same.