LIFE...
LIFE...
What is life? she asked.
Blessing for some,
a curse for others.
Only a calendar full of dates
for some it is,
while unfolding new chapters
of a novel for some.
"Why this injustice, done by the maker itself?"
"Everyone going back to six yards
of their grave." Is all the mankind's maker says.
Blessing or a curse, everything a myth;
while you yourself creating all of it.
To add days to your life,
or add life to your days.
Each one choses their own path to the grave.
I answered..