Mystery of our lives

Hi everyone! Welcome back to Vatsala Shukla's blog. I firstly would like to thank all of you for your love and support to my poems through comments. It feels so good if someone appreciates your work and all of you have made me feel that.

So today I am back again with another poem of mine In which I have described the mysteries and motive of our lives.

Life is like a mystery

Which no one has yet solved,

But in the game of life

Everyone is envolved.

If we look around us

We find the people who want revenge,

But if we look inside our heart

We find our lovely family and our best friends.

The game of luck is easier

Then the game of life,

In the game of luck we just hope

And in the game of life we struggle to rise high.

People depending on luck

Always fall like petals,

But the hard working people

Become fruit like ovary for others.

Life is Just a chance

To work hard and show kindness,

The people who just spend their lives

Are considered as lifeless.

So that was all about my poem. Hope you all like it and please tell me in the comment section that on which topic you want my next poem to be.

I would once again like to thank you for your love and support.

We will meet next week with a new blog.

Bye!! 👋👋