Life is wrong
why shall we die?
we should have a pick
earth or the sky..
their life
Or mines..
i live my life
till the time is clicking..
a sec pass
all i can ask
am i dying Or am I living?
We are all born to die, sad but true. We all ask...why...what is death, why am I here? I don't know the answer but I'm here and I guess I'll have to cope with it now. Great little poem this asking that age old question.....another good one from you. Ruthy
a great introspection..the querry of self against the evolution of life....
I just read the answer to this one in Louis Rams writing. Can't remember the title but it's one of his new ones and many of his are really inspirational, thoe that's not the one I'm talking about.
Confusion is very well expressed in your poem! Nice to read indeed!
life is an exam in which we have to succeed....and it is a very difficult exam...
Good write, Steven.. flow of words is eloquent and stanzas are perfectly interwoven to make a good poem. Perfect 10 Kushal
that's highly dramatic and interesting - the last two lines...marvelous
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So many questions raised in this poem, but you did present them quite innocently, as we do ask these from time to time. 'Life is Confusing' as title is direct but a resolution at the end could have given it more impact - like....'life is confusing...until we find a purpose for living.' Is that suggestion ok with you?