The year ahead

The year ahead

The year ahead,

And the year that is dead.

All the years, that are gone,

And future years, number unknown.

All these years, are they same?

Or some are healthy and some lame.

Millions of lives in millions of years,

Coming and going, our near and dears .

Kings and kingdoms, all have to fall,

Nothing is immortal, time conquers all .

What we are going to be we can’t select,

The role he assigned, we have to act .

So many characters we have in our life,

Be it father, mother, son or wife .

Everybody and everything,

Be it a fly or us human being.

Are not we, the puppets of God,

Doing what he wishes, even or odd.

The maya of God is so profound,

Controlling this world without making any sound.

The puzzle of life is so complex ,

We can’t solve this, so just relax .

What we have to do is to surrender and pray,

Then he will solve this, come what may .

Ajay singla