"What Is Life"

Life is something you feel,

At every stage in the period,

Between your birth and death.

From Mother's womb to the dead fires,.

A crying baby to a silent corpse;

A bundle of flesh to a palm full of ash.

Things change, and with it,

Every time you change.

With validity to time,

You fire out yourself

To fight with the obstacles,

To enjoy the beautiful moments.

To stand at somebody's back,

Who requires you;

And to wish for someone,

To stand before you.

You love it, and want to be with it,

Till you have hope,

For the last flavor to taste it.

You desire it, even if it give you pains.

You admire it, even if it throws you to vanish.

It is all about life;

From childhood to old age,

And from there to the death-bed.