LIFE...

What is life? she asked.

Blessing for some,

a curse for others.

Only a calendar full of dates 

for some it is,

while unfolding new chapters

of a novel for some.

"Why this injustice, done by the maker itself?"

"Everyone going back to six yards 

of their grave." Is all the mankind's maker says.

Blessing or a curse, everything a myth;

while you yourself creating all of it.

To add days to your life,

or add life to your days.

Each one choses their own path to the grave.

I answered..