Life
in a nutshell
Life is like a dice.
I could have called it a graph of sin x or cos x
to show its highs and lows
but, it is not only flip flopping,
it is irregular,
it is moody,
it is unpredictable.
There may be a six after one or a two after a two.
There may be two, three, four or three, five, six.
It is like a dice.
Life's meandering around discontinuities,
not sliding down slopes.
Life is like a Rubik’s cube.
Its colours are entangled in the girth of each other,
not segregated like that in a rainbow,
they all come together.
Life is not walking,
It is walking fast enough so that every particle resting besides,
vibrates to the tunes of your movement.
Life is not dancing,
but adding lyrics to the tunes you choose to dance on.
Life is ticking of a clock,
moving constantly.
Life is with you,
when you hold me,
right when I am going to fall,
off the cliff.
Life is gambling.
Putting everything at stake
and still not being sure of the returns,
and still trying and keep on trying.
Life is like sipping tea.
We both sit together,
for the same time.
Yet the tea closer to me,
effuses love and yours ignorance.
Life is like space.
There is a new possibility,
waiting to be discovered in every direction.
Every direction is a new dimension.
Hope is found when it is not even expected,
Love occurs when it is least thought of.
Life is an ocean.
The only ocean in which,
one lives only after drowning.
Life is life.
There is simply no other word for it.
Live it before it outlives you.
I could have called it a graph of sin x or cos x
to show its highs and lows
but, it is not only flip flopping,
it is irregular,
it is moody,
it is unpredictable.
There may be a six after one or a two after a two.
There may be two, three, four or three, five, six.
It is like a dice.
Life's meandering around discontinuities,
not sliding down slopes.
Life is like a Rubik’s cube.
Its colours are entangled in the girth of each other,
not segregated like that in a rainbow,
they all come together.
Life is not walking,
It is walking fast enough so that every particle resting besides,
vibrates to the tunes of your movement.
Life is not dancing,
but adding lyrics to the tunes you choose to dance on.
Life is ticking of a clock,
moving constantly.
Life is with you,
when you hold me,
right when I am going to fall,
off the cliff.
Life is gambling.
Putting everything at stake
and still not being sure of the returns,
and still trying and keep on trying.
Life is like sipping tea.
We both sit together,
for the same time.
Yet the tea closer to me,
effuses love and yours ignorance.
Life is like space.
There is a new possibility,
waiting to be discovered in every direction.
Every direction is a new dimension.
Hope is found when it is not even expected,
Love occurs when it is least thought of.
Life is an ocean.
The only ocean in which,
one lives only after drowning.
Life is life.
There is simply no other word for it.
Live it before it outlives you.
awesome poem....
ReplyDeleteThank you kunal..:)
DeleteGood one shorya :)
ReplyDeleteyou are amazing shorya!!
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