You call it life?
It’s just a game.
Looking for a shelter,
When under rain.
Thinking about what to
do,
Coming out in pain.
Realizing too late,
Figuring out what’s
main.
Figured out what to do?
But, now, you’re stuck
in chains.
Chains rising high,
All the struggle went in
vain.
What for?
Just to have substantial
gain!
Reaching your
destination,
Looking at a lane.
See where it leads to,
A ring surrounded by
canes.
Entered it only to see a
spark
Leading to flames
Looking around to escape,
But now you’re too deep,
It’ll never be the same!
Reveda Bhatt
Class 9
The Aryan School
Wonderful poem, Reveda! It clearly shouts out a stong message.
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DeleteYes, we are too caught up in doing so many things and running after things and forget to live in the present moment. Very nice poem.
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