The Struggle of Life
The struggle of life..
The battle is not over, either the peace is not dead
Between the struggle of life is a pain in the world
The objects are not achieved
either the struggle have brought triumph
Between the two walls of hatred, life still found horrible
The games are played in the battlefield with human life
while God is kept as an Umpire
In the battlefield men grapple each other and die
and bring glory for his country just for nothing
We are human creature and our life is a great mystery
And day to day we are living with paralyzing fear
Our life is so much of struggle without peace
and sweeping with confused thoughts.
We travel different journeys with different paths
Our journey is either short or long
but never meant to stay for ever
But during our stay we have to find a peace of life
and it is only possible through the Kingdom of Heaven.
Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
Copyright @2006 Ravi Sathasivam
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