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The Journey Of Life

Feb 12, 2023
2 min read

Updated: Aug 28, 2025

By Venkatesh E


Some people yearn for life

Some wait for death

Life is like husband and wife

Either complicated or down to earth

Sometimes husband is at receiving end

Sometimes wife meets a gruesome end

We dread the word death

Forgetting life is journey towards death

Life is an endless journey

Destination is a destiny

Words are like virginity - vulnerable

We let it go or someone takes it away

It’s either way irreversible

And causes a pain unbearable

The silence of sorrow

The promising tomorrow

The noise of bliss

And the final kiss

Life is a weird calculation

A healthy yet killing competition

You are the player

You are the game

You are the winner

If you know to claim

It’s a needle in your nail

Painful than being hammered a nail

It’s like the musical strings

Whispers and sometimes rings

Life is a musical affair

Depends on how the chords pair


You love someone who can never be yours

You expect your silence to be heard

You are with someone who is never yours

And alas, your words too go unheard

Life is a gamble

Sometimes humble

Sometimes very rude

Completely covered or fully nude

Life is a secret affair

Secret spread everywhere

Life is like a diary

You write it the way you feel

You make it look awry

Stagnant or like a rolling wheel

Life is like circle

Sometimes a miracle

Going round and round

Seemingly profound

Life is heaven or hell

A strange sequel

Life is a song

You write it or sing it

Life is right or wrong

Depends on the way of seeing it

Life is full of corrections

Corrupted with infections

Those who survive this fate

Are unfortunately fortunate

Those who succumb at its gate

Are fortunately unfortunate


By Venkatesh E




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