Life
Life is a journey
A journey through the unseen
A journey different from other journeys
We all go through
Face trails, get tempted
No one is exempted.
Why is there a heartfelt story
Somewhere in everyone's moments?
Yet people rejoice
Some, they perish
I've trailed through this journey,
Looking for a definition
Yet, no preferable conclusion.
Some so smooth
Some so rough
Mine is so tough
Learned so many ideas
And lost much zeal
Is it ideal to be idle?
Whereas the idle mind conceives terror
And a busy hand goes mislead.
What is sure to a perfect life?
Is it a life full of lies?
Or a life with the light
Life of delight with a plight is half a life.
Copyright © Victory Iheanacho | Year Posted 2012
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