L.I.F.E.

Life is a google map

Which mend ways, that

We tend to follow.

Some show the greenery of the destination.

Some show the greenery of the path.

Some show the jagged roads never-ending,

Some show the shortcut never satiating.

This is life, and that is its zest for the journey. 

  

Life is a stream of experiences,

Which flows perennial, that 

We float with a flow.

Some stones, experiences, and slips, 

Learning to surrender in the water.

Some stones are failures and disappointments -

Which flow along the whirls. 

Some are bubbles under the guise of a stone,

Which dissects a dozen to doze off in the bed. 

This is life, it flows, slips falls, rests to fruition.

Life is a poem, 

Which versifies stories, that 

We read out to grow.

Some endings are epic,

Some are didactic,

Some are free with verse and will,

Some are beyond physical,

Some are struggles for happiness,

Some are a joy in sorrow,

Some are pleasure and pain integrated,

Some are stability and anxiety differentiated.

Some are words worth.

Some are by-run overs.

Some are weaved and stitched in passion.

This is life, it plays, pauses, rewind

 And the story becomes 

Immortal among the mortal.