Verse Worth

They say you got just one life

Can one live without any strife

Without going under the knife.

Caught up in the process of aging

Find that there is no escaping

Hear the bones daily they are creaking. 

On one hand go drooling over food

But if one were to count calories, then not so good.

Eat food just simple if you could. 

Thoughts go meandering

Collecting all rubbish but it doesn’t end cleaning

By the time you end up sorting you find oneself suffering. 

No end to your want, try as you may you can’t

You dream of the future futile thoughts you nurture

This you see is a daily feature, end up as a caricature. 

Don’t lament, live in the moment

Don't ask me what life is meant

The purpose of which I can't invent. 

Some take to God and religion

Figment of human imagination

Nevertheless a favourite pastime in this nation. 

Some reach out to the bottle

Painful memories they can scuttle

From one bar to another they shuttle. 

For my verses there is no preamble

I let the thoughts go on a ramble

It doesn't really matter if I stumble.

When thoughts organize into verse there is ease in mind

Peace ensues, one of its kind

Words and me, we have one long bind. 

Life at a snail’s pace, out of the rat race

I am not caught up in any maze

In the comfort of my home I just chill and laze.

To be with words are good fun

Many times you can make up a pun

In the evening you have tea with bun.

Time just passes 

Suffering, don't know what causes. 

It isn't a case of me and life versus.

Most live their life in anonymity

Enjoying their daily cup of tea

This philosophy nothing wrong, correct to a T.

For some their ambition is driven by their vision. 

Many fail end up in disillusion. 

I still live that is a fine consolation. 

What sort is this poetry

Branches with words many in this tree. 

Infinite when the words are in a spree. 

When I am one with words I become a creator

Boredom escapes for I am the Terminator

Take it easy I am not your competitor. 

Besides the words music gives me peace

Silence prevails and the noise does cease. 

I embrace the sleep with ease. 

Sometimes in front of the TV I binge 

Don't do it all the time, please don't cringe

It is just that I find myself in the fringe. 

Don't treat this verse as my memoir

Mind is one fathomless reservoir

Yarns I spin is made up of coir.

If not the words I spend time with boredom

In a state of vacuum, in this realm

Then the thoughts take flight in the aerodrome.

Both outside and inside it is very sunny

One feels light, in both sense it is punny. 

Purpose not singular but miscellany.

As a writer don't want any label 

Happy that the words, me they enable

Keep to myself, to no one I am liable. 

I understand what I write is free verse

Verses make me free, in that I am not averse.

They help me overcome situations adverse.

Mind control is the key so say the seer

He has hit the nail in his wisdom he has no peer.

In the events of life he serves as the compere.

These words struck me all of a sudden

Such thoughts didn't cross me, although I am the lion in my own den.

Joy pervades I find myself in the garden of Eden.

Don't ask me how many goals I have scored

Too many goals I have missed, ambition soured.

In the game of life competition soared.

I write my own tale, they are far from stale.

Life has not defeated not a dog to whimper and wag its tail

In the troubled seas on the boat I open the sail.

 Out in the garden feel the pleasant breeze

I look up at the serene blue sky, thoughts comes to cease 

One with the surroundings, feel eternal peace.

Daily I take a walk

In life I do walk the talk 

Sometimes street dogs at me do bark.

Mood is upbeat, challenges I am ready to meet

Not always the case life me it does beat 

Whatever be, same way, life you treat

Some economist talk of the great Indian democratic dividend

Unemployment is Soaring jobs, where they went

In frustration these verses I vent.

Some say gig economy is tingling

Alas! Gig partners ate not giggling

In life daily they are struggling!

If you can, do, otherwise philosophise

If over ambitious life can cut you to size

In summary about life this is my treatise.