Life, As It Is

Spread the carpet, lay my future

Let me see what is in store

Will I head to the mountains

Will I sink off the shore

How much am I longing for clarity

Ready to even lose some sanity

Years ago, I just took birth

Let me know if it’s all worth.

Let the book open its pages

Between the lines I will then read

Put some notes in the margins

Edit the scenes, may be one or two

Scrap some chapters, tear some leaves

Give a new cover and

A heading to this piece.

Chest afloat, with emerging pride

Launch the book and witness its decline

The end destined, was never reached

A true believer would never read

A tale that had no profound misery

A tale that had but just victory.

Let there be sorrow

And let there come joy

Let the chapters unfold for themselves

And let the colors of life be revealed.