Jigsaw Puzzle

By Aditya Kamakshinadha

A peculiar tiling game

With each piece not the same

Everyone starts from the scratch

Dovetailing it, patch by patch

Midway, nothing seems clear

Inducing much worry and fear

With each element so varied

Hope indeed is deep buried

It is at this juncture

The heart suffers a puncture

And starts to doubt whether

The fragments would fit together

With a pinch of grit

You’ll be able to fit

All the missing pieces

Hence, doubt slowly ceases

Every piece being vital

Helping to form a recital

Life is a jigsaw puzzle

With bit of a tussle

By Aditya Kamakshinadha