Below is a poem that I wrote when I was in 5th grade. When I read it now, it sounds very funny, because I still haven't figured out what exactly life is! I kind of stick to the last paragraph. Thought of sharing it:
Life
God’s blessings were showered,
He created lives,
Some hearts like flowers
And some hearts like knives.
Life is a game,
With so many toys,
Who are not the same
With lots of sorrows and joys.
Life is a cycle
With so many days
And with so many obstacles
Waiting on our ways.
Life is a message of truth,
With birth and death,
Where fate is the passage or root
in every breath.
Life has a candle,
That guides us to the right path,
And when we mishandle
Won’t fulfill our oath.
Life is a response,
To our stimulus,
Whose correspondence
is always curious.
In life, God always lent me a hand
When ever I fell down,
And made me stand
And helped me dawn.
Life has a shadow
That always walks with you,
But appears only when there
is light above you.
Life is a … er …. nothing,
That has something,
which can be … er … anything,
and it is the answer for everything!
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