Some body told you life is a joke
It is an endless road with no end in store,
It’s a journey to Ithaca, with no purpose and no goal
That someone lied to you, that is all.
Life might not be what stories tell
It does have a purpose, might not have a goal,
Life amazes with its flaws and blemishes but,
It is certainly not what writers make of it.
Life is not a travelogue, it’s not meant to be looked and read
It is not a road trip for a treasure or something divine,
It is a ground for work and action to speak
A daily challenge bestowed on few to be brief
Life comes and goes in a jiffy
Treasure, savor and revel in every bit of it,
Make most of your temporal stay,
For when life is cut short, you may never know.
Don’t waste your life in search and goals
Life might not give you a chance again,
Love life like crazy and dance like dervish, when chance paves the way.
Life is for living and every inch of it
And like a famous bard once said,
“Live every moment as if it is your last”