Sixes And Sevens Poem by Ramesh Joshi

Sixes and sevens of life, no end,
Keep life on boil, forlorn hope
fights lone battle, holding carrot
Before the cart, tears of sorrow,
Joy mingled make broken mirror.
Changing Waves, moment perplex
Drive cart fast to destined moment.
Life Beauty bloms in withered leaves
Drop down slow, still hoping hopeless.
Twilight hour, semblance of bright light
Probable impossibility, inadvertent stupidity.
New born cry why born in insecure world
Where hope, hopeless, living death embraced.
Strange, the ways of world, mystery shrouded
Fair is fowl, fowl fair, life 's statement, accept.
Life, waking dream, an idiot story full of fury
signifying nothing, an epitaph, grave open.