Saga of Life......

Ticking the point of paper and holding the paper today,
Thinking of something that I can write away.

Brainstorming the experiences of life int the past, future and now,
Whole lot of load to carry I simply don't know how.

Is life a piece of paper can be written only once,
This is a fact hard to face I'd like to get these in dozens.

Used to be numb and weak like a ship into the river flow,
Now you see me strong and bold cutting through the sea water in a blow.

Life is a tough job now I know how to do,
Would it have been more easy if I'd surrender and let her do.

How do I forget this is me and she is mine,
Has to go only my way, even through the bright sun shine.

Have been through enough of sad and happy grooves,
Not to saturate want to explore many more through my moves.

I remember only the struggle cause it taught me know how,
Rest all is a waste cause I am here only by this how.

I feel sleepy and it's late night,
Keep the pen and paper aside to cuddle up the pillow tight.