What Is Life? Poem by muhammed abayomi

What Is Life?

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Sitting lonely
Rowing boat of deep thought
Feeling as a paddle
Life is nothing
The voice in me said
What profit a man
That sleep and wake
In the land of forever
Which good is his opposite
Loud screams,
Bad dreams,
It's very far,
But close it seems.
We are all going to die
Sad day,
Lost our way,
All we can do,
Is simply pray
Lies are fed,
Filling heart and head,
Through all of these years,
Innocent blood has been shed.
Children abandoned,
Lonely and stranded,
We're all wasting the life
That we have been handed.
Taking from the poor,
We're loving no more,
Fight to be free,
End up starting a war.
People starting fights,
No longer enjoying the sights,
While mere mortals are taking
Our God given rights.
I felt the cry
The wind
The air in motion
All might End tomorrow
The good you do
In your lifetime
Is your true wealth
Yalex

Thursday, July 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Imagination
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tribhawan Kaul 14 July 2016

Yes very rightly said...good deeds are always with us...beautifully penned... Eight / Pl. do check out my latest poems, Addiction, Undying Hope, Listen to me, Adolescence etc. :)

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