Life! O Life! Today I choose life!

Life! O Life!

Life is but an empty dream.

Together we create the memories,

So full of pillars and beams

Unconquered, we cease to be memories.

It sometimes filled with clouds of gloom,

How wonderful when showered with the roses bloom?

To dry our eyes and laugh at a fall,

But these are transient all.

Life mourns the rain,

Baffled, we get up and begin again.

If the shower will concoct the flowers bloom,

Should we lament the unpleasant groom?

Oh, Allah the mercy upon you!

Turning every day into a pleasant mane.

We slide the universe, under your view,

Praying to be fervent amid the vain.

Even so much life endures unknown,

Life is earnest and real.

Tell us not, in sorrow frown

But to act, that tomorrow bids the best deal.

So, my question is simple and yet prickly, 
How are we living? Verily…

The life has neither a beginning nor an end
We can never predict where it will bend.

-nOrAiNiN-

28 August 2018