Poetic Thoughts # 3 - What is Life But...

"A 'Poetic Thought', a little bit scrambled, describing the loop of life."

What is life?

But twists and turns,

Looping meanders,

Nowhere to run :(

We start this game,

Having no clue of the future,

It is as if we're born

36 weeks premature.

But yeah! We start out,

Our primitive years,

As if thick fog - are spent in this haze.

Not knowing about this life-like maze.

And once we start walking,

Life tops up a third dimension,

We are the conquistadors

Of this new nation.

We resume our journey,

The dozen maddening years in school,

They say this is Childhood,

To me, its just Cool!

A looping meander, we here confront,

For new careers we must hunt,

A time spent in dependence,

Blooms into a need to brew our own existence.

Ah! Time flies by, responsibilities increase,

We have no time to even blurt out 'Freeze!

As we go up the office ranks

And fill our hard-earned money into banks.

And when you become a Sexagenarian,

Retirement does beckon.

You have your own holiday home

And exotic places you can roam.

Whatever comes, has to go,

It is with this fear

That one steers clear,

Of the sorrows that life offers.

But death haunts us,

With a smiling face.

And then the day dawns,

When you reach Third Base.

Strike Out!

I told ya Life was a loop, a different game.

Wherein you start with nothing,

And come back to 'Start' with nothing.

What is life?

But twists and turns,

Looping meanders,

Nowhere to run :(

What is this?

Nothing but a Poetic Thought.

Go out there, live your Life,

Or live it not!