IRONIES of this lovely life!
By wordcraze, 25th Jan 2012 | Follow this author
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We all see life from our viewpoints and there for sure can never be a universal way to define or portray life...because, life in itself is a contradiction and that is why, since time immemorial, we have been living it -- loving it... here in this poem, i am Illustrating the ironies of life!
IrONieS
The more things change – the more they are the same,
The crazier it gets – the more you get sane,
The more you think you have no clue – more are the chances that you would win the game,
The more you think your desires are wild – more likely they are to get tame!
Ironies are no where – but underneath everything they are there,
However cold a heart may grow – silently it does care,
May be concealed in a million masks – in reality the soul’s forever bare,
No matter how strong the craving for isolation is – we all seek for some place to share!
A bundle of contradictions – that’s what we all are,
We may or may not agree – we all believe that wishes come true when made to a falling star,
Nearer we get to material success – equally from peace we get far,
Massive battles we may win – we can never do away even with a single scar!
This all is a mystery – that will never be solved,
Though its been there – ever since mankind evolved,
Around some myths and truths – our lives have always revolved,
So its better to let it just be this way – sometimes abused; sometimes adorned with rewards!
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26th Jan 2012 (#)
Just when they think they are winning the fight,
The other person turns around and holds back tight.
Creating a furore that arises all,
While the enemy starts to fall.
While one rises the other falls,
The one in the neutral starts stalls.
For in the game of life neutral works,
But only if they negativity shirks.
Filling the world with the Sunflower's love,
Always looking at the Sun Above.
With bountiful gifts that feeds the world,
In beauty of life that is so unfurled.
One single flower looking up to the Sun,
The Loft Golden Unique different One.
It heats when it is supposed to heat,
It creates a fires all life to beat.
Brings about the cycle, seasons of the Sun,
Heating Earth, Wind Fire, glowing embers one.
Using wood to light up a fire,
But at the same time creates foods in flower.
Moves from place to place but just as One,
Even the Moon, waxes and wanes with Sun.
Creating Tides that bring in the salt,
Shaking the Earth creating a great fault.
Into the cracks the water does seep,
The throws it all out in one wave heap.
Becoming the killer of all life around,
The anthems of beauty that all surround.
Bringing in tears with rushes of pain,
The beauty of life sweet angelic strain.
For when it cries it hides behind cloud,
With Claps of Thunder shouting out loud.
It is beauty that is close to the heart,
But the Wave of Destruction never to part.
It is the law of nature and so it shall be,
The circle of life and death, sweet irony.
By Anisha Achankunju (C) 27th January 2012
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28th Jan 2012 (#)
very well said anisha!
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25th Apr 2012 (#)
beautifully written, I enjoyed this.
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25th Apr 2012 (#)
thank you !! :)
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