Riddle Of Life Poem by Uttam Biswas

Alone I have come a long way,
Struggling against all odds of life,
Alone I have to go towards eternity,
Without realising what life really is.

In the vast ocean of time,
Life is a mere single pulse,
Still in our tiny life,
The odds we face,
Seems ocean like.

Sometimes trifle thing like kiss
From a beautiful woman,
Is worthier than glittering gold.
And sometimes worthless staring
Of the beloved is brighter than
The ever shining diamond you mould.
The rich thinks life in a planned way,
And the poor thinks life as it is.
It is food for the poor,
Which is Left-overs for the rich.

Life does not live there
where every single desire is fulfilled,
If fulfilled then be sure that
The meaning of life is brutally killed.