Life And Its Ledge

Pismire of humans

In quagmire of hope

Wrier of faith

Led me to a slope

Looking at the slope made me think

What led me here to this brink

The answers seem to come from beyond and within

I am to blame for my curse and my sin

I guided myself to this jinx

And I am the one to shatter its realms

Demolishing the spell was never the problem

But the fear of the aftermath was too difficult to handle

Walking back from life was never too hard

But the LEDGE asked me questions life never asked

These questions are the reasons for me to stay

To brood over issues like why am I here today

I won’t go until I find my answers

Answers which quench my thirst in every which way

Backing out of life was never too tough

But tough were the questions asked by the ledge

Since I just had a new leash of life

I set out to question back at life

The ledge made me question life in a whole new way

It made me ponder about the way we sway

The questions it asked had its own answers

Answers so convoluted which desired to disarray

May be confusion was its medium

Its way to say

That life is here with you to stay

The more I contemplate about life and its ways

I never fail to see how it

Plays with me

Plays with you

Even plays with self

To glare its hue

The more I wonder about life and it’s imbue

I always amazingly end up loving life in truce . . .