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Created on: August 14, 2010
Life is a mystery that haunts the erratic vulnerability of mankind
Reverberating reflections and morals so profound to understand
Difficulties, problems and distress appear to be always at hand
Comforts and ecstasies fill the air when the odds are gone.
Life is a journey exploring into the bewildered fate and destination
On the boulevard of broken dreams and pedestals of token ambitions
Still wanting for more travels to satisfy urges and wild imaginations
In the quest for unending happiness, prestige and consolation.
Life is a drama that reveals episodes and thrills in the passing of time
Showcasing varied moods and acts that alter and mature like wine
On this world's stage with scenes of conflicts and intriguing climax that shine
With tragedies that unravel the true essence of living which look sublime.
Life is a song drawn from wonderful poetry and hummed from sweet melodies
Expressing mixtures of passions and much cherished glories from memories
Magnifying downfalls and exaltation derived from everyday impulses
Bringing forth operatic renditions and staccatos of feared incoming days.
Life is a book that spreads the pages, notes and chapters that enshrine
The myths and truths of stories, plots and characters that intertwine
Predictable and unpredictable outcomes that depend on the author's lines
To entertain and adhere to roles and commandments which oftentimes divine.
Life is a game where there is a dire need for teamwork or give and take
Even if it means to cede capabilities and with honor and fame are at stake
Discriminating opinions and criticisms on zones and skills we are weak
Embracing positive attitudes to deliver and enjoy longer winning streak.
Life is but a gamble meant to bet on expected wastefulness and losses
Prying on ventures and misadventures for luck packed with costly resources
Heading on with risks, struggles and strategies enveloped in blindness
Trying to upstage plight condition infiltrated with woes and uncertainties.
Lastly, life is a wheel that keeps on turning the tides of gains and fortune
Either as down and troubled or up in the cloud nine of utmost promotion
Whirling with differentiated intensity of motions, stops and momentum
Only God knows when, why and where is the exact time, style and location.
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passed waking
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