Life

By Gaurav Gangmi Thapa

Once a curious kid asked, “What is life?”

And the wise one replied, “A bed of roses,

Where beauty blooms with petals bright,

Yet hidden are the painful thorns that pose.”

We gather memories, both sweet and sour,

Moments of laughter, tears that flow,

Each experience shapes us, hour by hour,

In the tapestry of life, we learn and grow.

Life is our journey, a quest for rest,

To lie upon that bed until we dream,

Finding comfort in the moments we cherish best,

Yet aware that not all is as it may seem.

As we drift toward the final sleep,

We embrace the beauty, the heartache, the grace,

Forever resting in dreams so deep,

In that serene stillness, we find our place.

And then we are either memory or history,

What comes after rest is a mystery.

Don’t hurt your brain thinking about that,

You have a long journey ahead—so live fully, and just relax.

By Gaurav Gangmi Thapa