The Whimsical Life
Life is a Janus-faced Siren,
The Death’s nemesis,
The soul’s swan song,
A black widow,
A shimmering mirage,
A fleeting moment in time,
A trickster, A temptress,
An elusive chimera,
A heart breaker,
A dream-wrecker.
Tread lightly into her lair
Lest you provoke her ire;
A true confidant of Time,
Together they play havoc
with the soul of man,
Stripping him of all his luster,
Of all his flamboyant spirit.
Hold on to her
But not too dearly,
Let go off her
But not too lavishly,
Walk not behind her,
But neither lead,
Fall in steps with her
And waltz with
the beat of time!
~"What Life Means to Me" contest by Jerry T curtis
Copyright © Abdul Malik | Year Posted 2015
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