Open Book Called Life Poem by Sunny Chopra

Open Book Called Life



One’s living is akin to
a book off the rack

Distinctive in character
but varied from stack

A plot wisely envisaged
true core thence strived

With innumerable rigors
slow nurturing devised

Facets intricately spun
with stupefying intrigue

Chronicled to project
the ultimate mystique

All pages linked with
a part of next thread

Rancor and the amity
get concurrently bred

In unknown it dabbles
around doubts revolves

Posing own quandaries
similarly most resolves

Chapters in continuity
vie for attention rapt

Reflecting life’s density
with rejoinders truly apt

At start one yearns for
what is after next bend

How rapidly it slips past
on reaching near the end

Most are taken lightly
few misjudged on face

Some leave impression
others lost sans a trace

Substance is what matters
not the way it gets clad

Proof is joyous continuance
not facets of bygone sad`

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Neha maryam 30 April 2018

Add a comment.hi sunny chopra i miss you

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