Life they said, is one lived on one’s own
Its tumbling and twirling, by own tip toes
Further you fall, faster, fuller one learns the
Enigmas, the bliss and tears as of foes and woes

Indeed life bears fruits and flowers, after entangling in
Seductive chains of greens, love and power

And episodes only it is, hiatus with sweet ‘n sour

Could one make this climb, with green grass forever on his side
Lose not hope, faith, belief and the drive until summits sight
Indulge in dreams, but not wake to nightmares that cried
Monstrous obstacles and circles till the very top? Life is a climb,
But the view is great.