Life – The Mystery Unfolds

Life is like a story,
With mysteries to unfold,
Something comes and something goes,
Always accompanied by highs and lows,
With it come problems and solutions galore,
You may rise, but a day will come when you may fall,
You may feel happy but at times you may feel sad,
Sometimes to be true, anger will make you mad;
Sometimes problems may come with no solution, as apparently it may look,
You want to find an answer to happiness by hook or by crook;
You find danger and loneliness lurking at times,
You start to be haunted by thoughts of all kinds,
But sometimes you may find what the answer is, right under your nose,
Why and what are the questions that life often does pose;
Life is difficult and has varied situations,
You may look buoyant and radiant and sometimes very grim,
You may lose sometimes but on the next bend is the win;
Conquer life with a positive attitude,
Every beginning has a destined end,
Follow the path of righteousness and love,
Your journey will transcend into divine peace with blessings from heaven above.

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Tanvi Nagar

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Tanvi Nagar, a thirteen year old, is a student of Delhi Public School, Gurgaon, India. She is passionate about writing, besides playing badminton, swimming, painting and public speaking. She has written the books 'A Treasure Trove of Poetic Wonderland', 'A Bountiful of Rhythmic Stories' and 'My Book of Short Stories and Poems'. She is a state level badminton player and writes her blog at
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Somewhat didactic but still rings of true poetry. imagery is good.


Keep up the good work!


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