T H I S L I F E... .. Poem by Ravikumar Rangappa

It’s my life…it’s my day…
I’ve been living it in my own way....
In all my times…in this loosing life…
I’ve been searching for truth in every way….

Nothing seemed to me so false
Don't know its trueness from now on....
Stories that I wrote on my time line
Will stay on to tell us, as life goes on....

Was it false...?
As it took my time to teach something....
Was it true...?
As it gave so much to see this life....

Though time is spent on the same wind
Never wanted, but wished ever to be with....
Seeing it above the rest with a new smile
Always thought for an angle to match with....

Was it false...?
As always I lived others life....
Was it true...?
As I got someone to know this life....

Hearing my heart to hold the trueness
Preferred loose to gain in my ages....
Seeking plans of the time while living
Treasured hope to see life worth believing....

Was it false...?
As always lived to know in an unknown way....
Was it true...?
As this life can't be lived in a known way....

Ravi…