The Puzzle game called ‘Life.’

Life is the beauty of everyone’s soul
What if we forget life’s purpose?
Stranded like our feet got cold?
Forgetting that life is ours now and ours alone.

Life is everything but real,
It gets us to push through all hurdles!
Whether or not we are strong, we get to feel,
Whether or not we make breathtaking deals with the devil, we are still faced with unending battles.

In our strifes, we must hold on, we will rise!
The break of dawn is our consolation,
In all our standings, we must face every turmoil with fixed eyes;
Because if we fail, we have lost the vision.

Again, we must take every strife like it’s our bargain
In learning, pushing and achieving we labour and wait;
Hopes kept alive, our gazes are on the “The final gain”
But not knowing what lies ahead, what will be our fate?

So long the world is in motion
Whether our souls are in forlorn,
As long as we don’t forget the mission;
Whether or not we are thrown or torn, we believe it will get to our turn.

Life like beauty is the sublime
Not like odd or even number;
It’s as old as the past, present, future and what we call “time”
Every step we take, we wander even farther, may we never falter or slumber.

Life is a mystery……..