Life - Poem by Agastya Bhargava
The snow covered the day's despair,
That was the day I was told life is not fair.
You have to keep moving
you may not stop and stare.
To live it or not
I seem like a cynical robot
but it's the way I live
it's the way I was taught.
People judge me where ever I go
however did the word stoop so low
how did I grow here
did I even grow?
Life is a mystery better left unsolved,
because you'll find yo're entire life disolved,
in trying to find an answer,
the meaning of life is already resolved.
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