A Temporary Life! Poem by Sanji-Paul Arvind

Everything is temporary,
Many things fade from memory.
Relationships, your dog, all you possess,
Nothing truly lasts; it's the past we compress.

We don't live in a perfect world,
It won't cater to each individual.
The world owes you nothing, it's true,
But still, don't you feel you deserve something new?

Family goes further than friends ever could,
They're the essence of life, the heart of the good.
Having hundreds of friends is fine,
But family is special, often left behind.

You can choose to grow, to learn, to improve,
All sacrifices today can help you move.
But trading health for wealth isn't wise,
True success is finding balance, that's no surprise.

Money feels most important when savings are low,
But those who have plenty often don't show.
For them, it's just numbers, a daily affair,
While for you, it's a struggle, a weight you bear.

Embarrassment and criticism hold many back,
From being their true selves, that's a real lack.
Many fail because they don't even try,
They fear the fall and choose to deny.

In youth, we desire by comparing and wanting,
Believing life's better with more we're flaunting.
But things don't define who you really are;
Our craving for more can take us too far.

Some of the darkest nights have come and gone,
Just like all troubles, they'll fade with the dawn.
No matter how hard or dark it may seem,
A day will come when you'll wake from the dream.

Happiness isn't found in others around,
It's aligning your life with joy that's profound.
The good news is, you can choose to be glad,
The bad news? It takes effort, don't let it be sad.

Everyone's a hero in their own movie's tale,
Chasing dreams, seeking love without fail.
The way you see yourself as someone unique,
Remember, others feel that same mystique.

You are the most important thing, can't you see?
You're the only one living your own history.
You hold the power to shape your own way,
Embrace every moment, don't let it sway.

Beneath anger, there's always a fear,
Inside, we all struggle, it's all too clear.
The world is vast, like a book with no end,
Don't settle for just a few pages, my friend.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind