Why life is all about hard work & success
When it can be a great pleasure & only happiness
Why should it be toiling hard trying to get somewhere
Why can't we have fun in it because we are always there
Why should we struggle for what other people call success
Then we only think of them & get into the whole mess
Why life is all about giving justifications & explanations
Why can't we live insanely when we know our intentions
Why life is about what is wrong & what is right
Why can't we be selfish & fight our own fight
Why are we taught by them who are not fearless
Once we believe in them we become cowards & hopeless
Why do we fear god & try to please him
When we are responsible for our actions & can't blame him
Why is life about doing what others think is right
Why can't we enjoy ourselves & fight for our own right
Why is life so serious as if you may commit a sin
Why can't we roar & triumph as we might win
Why is life so fragile as if a delicate thing
Why can't we have nerves of iron with all the zing
Why life has to be a philosophy with some divine essence
Why can't it be simple & straight with no non-sense
a v nice poem.....Life is what we make it, yes You are requested to go thru my poem on 'Life' too...thx
They say, life is what you make it, but that is not always true, as you say Why, A good write and thoughtful content.
Why? Why can't we find the answers to all these Whys? Nice write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Why are we here when we are suppose to be there? Here or there, there always a reason to live.