No reason to cover my head

I had no say in the beginning
Neither did I chose where to be
Do not care where and when it will end
Will deal with the hand that was dealt to me

Life’s a stage that I will stride alone
Supporting actors may be many
Invisible director may be pulling the string
My performance not comparable to any

Why should I be ashamed of my act
I am not indebted to anyone
Not the one who may be pulling the string
It’s me who controls what’s being done

Survive or thrive, does it matter
What matters that I’m here and now
I will keep rowing the boat
Until the time comes to take my final bow

Answers to an unknown past and future
Neither going to ask nor required
Will perform my act to my best
There is no shame in failure
No euphoria in success
What matters that I exit
Being true to myself
No reason to cover my head

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life is a List

Life that has become a list of hurried events and to-do-list is meaningless.

Calendar of To-Do-List,
Tasks to be completed,
Interactions
Meaningless gestures,
Impatience reigns.
Life has become
An accumulation of
Hurried events.

Silent voices
In our brains,
Lost in the cacophony
Of meaningless sounds,
Talks fail to communicate.

We wait for the moment
To check every bullet
On the to-do-list,
Strike through every task,
Before we stop
To smell the roses,
Roses have withered.

If there is life after,
Somewhere beyond eternity
Where time has no meaning,
Dark voids of space,
Absolute vacuum,
Where sound is silent,
Hand in hand
We walk.
Life meaningful again,
Not a list of
Hurried events.

Life Without Rhythm

In life it does not matter if everything falls in line or not. It matters if one has tried or not.

In a life without rhythm
Does it matter if
Poetry does not rhyme?
Why waste time
Looking for words
Falling in line?

Waves crashing on the shores
Washes away footprints
On sands of time.
Enjoy the beauty
While you can.
Do not leave footprints,
Those who come behind
Leave it unspoiled for them.

May have failed
At everything I tried,
Happy at where I am
Because I tried.

May not have been the best
Lover, spouse, father,
Never had the Midas touch
Why should I bother?
Never gave up, never left,
Present at every step.
Is it a crime,
If my poem does not rhyme?

Realization at last
From chaos to creation,
There is a rhyme in
Life without rhythm.

If Life is a Test

In Life, the final result is a great equalizer for all, so enjoy the journey, do your best.

If Life is a Test

If Life is a test
Final grade is
Already posted
Homeworks and quizzes
We can do our best
Will not affect
The final grade
Final grade
Is a great equalizer
Rich or poor
Does not matter
Not given a choice
Choosing elementary teachers
In the school of Life
As we progress
Choices we make
Does matter
Will we be happy
Or will we be sad
Will we be good
Or will we be bad
How we perform
During the grades
Nobody to be blamed
Choices are in our hand
In the school of Life
Why worry about the
Final grade
Enjoy the school years
Do your best
However long it may be
In the end
Will be a well deserved rest

Life’s Trivial Questions

Life is to live or to live is life. Does it matter?

Life’s Trivial Questions 

Few thoughts:

Question is not “To be or not to be”

Life is to live or

To live is life,

I live to eat or

Eat to live,

Questions aplenty,

Answers do not matter.

Can’t go back,

Time travel is a myth.

Only option is to move forward,

Till it’s time to part.

Searching for those fleeting moments,

When sunshine brought some peace.

Is it too much to ask,

For a little of those moments,

Or do I just eat to live?