What’s life? A Poem By Shalini Samuel
Yesterday, when the wind blew
I cried aloud
Let all the secrets out
So none could hear
A crooked escaped
For I had a good heart
Not to hurt anyone
Not to blame people
But why?
Why is the clever culprit unpunished?
And the kind victim traumatized.
.Isn’t that cruel?
But I felt I was a follower of Christ
Forgiving people was part of life
Even if it will hurt us
And unless it doesn’t hurt others
And then suddenly, I wondered.
Isn’t every religion teaching love?
But why is the world full of pain
Crime, hatred, lies, cheating?
Was it because everyone forgives?
Or is it because everyone is cruel?
Which is the right way to live?
Sacrifices, patience, love, or pure revenge
With no answer, the clock keeps ticking
Everyone chooses their own life
Calling it the best way to heaven
Is it a bridge from birth to death?
We are making it here! Is that life’s purpose?
Confused, I go back to the Turkish drama
Oh bad, it made me think for a minute!
But again, I go back to the drowsy, mindless state!
Written by
Shalini Samuel
I was inspired to write this poem on life while watching the Turkish series Dreams and Realities. During the middle of the series, my mind was so disturbed by the turn of events. My observations about life triggered by the drama plot pushed me to write these lines. I hope you people will love it 馃檪
