What is life ? – a short poem

 

 

 

What is life ?

A reality or an actress in disguise?

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Some complains that it is not easy,

Everything has a price.

But I had the opportunity,

Not to live it once, but twice.

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Now when I spend time with my family,

I get to know what true love is.

I was stupid and may be childish,

To find it in someone else, who doesn’t even exist!

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The power of love is limitless.

That I witnessed while fighting a disease on my deathbed.

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I saw my parents crying.

They were worried.

They were eating but not food,

It was the fear, not the food.

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With every smile they ate that fear.

The fear they had of losing me.

I was just seventeen, when I saw it coming.

Trust me!

The death is very cunning.

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It shows you a better world,

Full of joy & peace.

Where there is no pain or disease.

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Then, when I was having blackouts,

The death asked me to let go.

I was almost ready to leave.

To leave the hope, and quit trying.

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Then I sensed a hand on my forehead.

The warmth of that sensation, the feeling I can’t describe.

Because miracles can’t be rationalised.

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They are beautiful wonders of the world.

They all generate from a mother’s love.

When I was about to let go,

It was my mother who brought me back.

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The smile on her face whenever I opened my eyes,

The sound of her weeping behind the doors.

They all became my strength to fight the death,

And to see through it’s hoax.

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It’s been 5 years since the incident took place,

The same September has come again.

I went through a lot of change,

But what remains unchanged is my mother’s love.

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Life is not what you live once,

Life is what you live everyday.

Not with the people you love,

But with the people who love you.

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I am truly blessed, not because I have someone who loves me.

I am blessed because I know & appreciate it.

You all have parents & your siblings.

There is always someone who loves you.

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All you need to do is appreciate their love.

Life would be easy if you do.

Challenges would remain the same.

But what will become more fun, is the game.

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The game of living, caring & giving.

Learn form the nature to be selfless.

If you can’t then you are already dead.

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Because life is not what you live once,

Life is what you live everyday.

 

– HARSH SIROHI