Questions are asked,
answers demanded,
but does anybody ever think,
asking questions is not a wise thing?
Had there been answers any,
to the questions infinite,
there would have been no cacophony,
of those cutting words of granite!
What is not,a question?
Live or die,love or hate?
Struggle or succumb,win or lose?ah!destiny and fate!
All of them are questions,the biggest ones indeed.
Why live?
why not die
whom to love?
whom not to hate?
why struggle?
why not succumb?
where is my destiny?
was that my fate?
why try to win?
Is it bad to lose?
To answer these questions,
the harder you try,
the more of questions,
for yourself you buy.
Making enquiries,stop for a while,
discover how lovely,is an ignorant smile.
This life is too short to analyze,
start living it,forget to scutinize.
2 comments:
so right, i guess you know just what to ask what not to...it feels something like nice to read what you write.
thank you. read your writings. some are very succinctly poised. great work!
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