Life is a file of unsolved records
Records in search of strong solutions
Solutions to every far and near complex questions
Questions not so simple and easy to yield answers
Answers to some, of course be spotted but difficult to accept
Accepting it as it comes and try living in it, is itself an art
The art of being a bread winner in life.
that is true and you described the life like no one else did it is a master piece honestly nice job keep on writing :)
That is a very good description of the art of life. Somewhere deep inside I believe that our soul knows all the answers, all solutions, but listening to our soul is not an easy thing. Most of the answers I have received came while walking or sitting on the beach reflecting, but i keep searching and try to listen more, lots and lots of questions remaining. The end of the poem is so nice. Thanks for sharing.
.............excellent Vijay, thanks for sending your message. Cheers Jerry
Sometimes good things in life fall apart to allow better things falling together, thoughtful poem, nice reading it.
Your poem follows a special pattern where each line begins where the other line ends just like the problems of life for which we seek solutions! A nice poem..... enjoyed reading it ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thank you for inviting me to read this poem. I like the idea of life being an unsolved record in some Grand Record Room. In this context you may find my poem: Its Been Found - interesting. You are indeed a prolific poet. Keep it up.