How to treat my opponent as enemy
Game is like a battle to me
Since inception I am accustomed to obsess with a winning spree!
I consider my contender as my foe
Life itself is a game and wins and debacles is a part and parcel of my living flow
Hardly could I envisage
We all are belonging to human fraternity where there is no room for any rage
But enmity do exist within us
We ourselves indulged to flare up within us in ruckus
We hardly care how humanity is trodden upon
Bloody wars are engulfing us since time immemorial and still going on!
I wonder how past propound on us
How death engulfs a living being in chorus
A sense of vengeance always ingrained on us
We satiate to take revenge in vociferous
In a frivolous account
We love to kill our own fraternity and count!
Life and death entwined with an amazing fabric
Nature crafted it with an intriguing rubric
Death ultimately resort to a pyre or grave
The only truth we only experience but not at all swayed!
Tide and ebb we experience in nature’s floor
Ups and down we do experience while experiencing our lives in galore
We hardly could fathom
When we are exactly at the top
And when we are at the bottom
But it is eventually the straight line
This reflects in E.C.G. monitor we do not exist to align
Life rolls on
A new form it manifests to hover on
Having no resemblance with the former state
But we poor human only experience life to extinguish with haste!