Monday, May 27, 2013

You Live only Once!

I have carried this theme through various routes and posted here under different heads.

What is life? Queries and queries of patterns numerous and  meanings copious have been jumping out of minds and minds of all the times in this world. Responses of different concepts have been bouncing and becoming discernible subsequent to the questions. But no responses went right or wrong completely. You live only once here on this globe, though you believe in or aspire for an indefinite number of indistinct 're-births'. Here I have defined life in accordance with the imagery born in my mind.

Oh! Life, what are you? Could anyone tell?
 No, not a single person told it well
Yes, sometimes it is smooth and soft
As a divine river, very slowly running.

But sometimes! It is merely a roar
That pierces harshly the ear of listeners.
For someone life is calm and cool
For some others it is a workable tool.

Some enjoy it as a softly blowing
 Smooth and 
cool breeze
 And some fear it as lightning burning things
 Burning things on the way.

Some obtain it as a shower  in summer
That blooms the flora in colourful attire.
Some experience it as the heat of a desert
Some take delight in it as an oasis.

On some days it is a flood of tears
And some days it is fun and laughter.
Some find it as a dungeon with chains
And some use it as wings to fly freely.

Some feel it as a path to walk for bread
And some amass it as a treasure for pleasure.
Some people make it a shelter to rest
And some take it to work, as a spot so vast.

Some build it as a mansion of love,
Some create in it a hell of hatred.
Some turn it as a road tarred to travel
And some hide in it, as a cocoon for penance.

Some cook it as a dish delicious for eating,
Some need it as a chance apt for cheating.
Some change it, for success, into a venture
And some turn it into a matter of adventure.

Some mould it into a ware designed beautifully,
Some destroy it as a glass, into broken pieces.
For some people it is a reason for depression
And for some others it is a medium of self –expression.

Sometimes it becomes a mountain to be conquered,
Sometimes it appears as a valley to be occupied.
But life is nothing other than all these
And it keeps on,  as a wheel,  rolling-rolling.

Always out of it, let your self make the best,
 And allow never it to be covered with rust.
Adopt steps that will lead you to be bold,
Reap you can then cent percent gold.

So better without bothering much, you live the life breaking all the barriers. You are the architect of your life. You plan it, design it and build it lucratively. You have only one life.

"A coward dies many times while the valiant only once'.

Ps.  The versification part was posted by me in the initial stages  of blogging.


  1. I do not know how old you are and how much of life is behind you. But these lines tell me that there is much wisdom in them.
    Indeed life is a roller coaster. To plan to do something more in another life is foolish when no one has come back to tell about life if any after death.
    All points to the fact that this is a one act play.
    Good,I love the lines.

  2. Advice is spot on! This is an excellent piece, well worth taking the time to read!Lovely verses, Latha.

  3. Excellent. I would like to reproduce a quote from the late U.S. President John F. Kennedy.

    “There is always inequity in life. Some men are killed in a war and some men are wounded, and some men never leave the country, and some men are stationed in the Antarctic and some are stationed in San Francisco. It’s very hard in military or in personal life to assure complete equality. Life is unfair.”

    1. True,very true..While some conquer the sky, some can't even pluck a flower from grass. Thank you.

  4. you live only once
    beautifully narrated

  5. Sarala, the whole philosophy of life you have laid bare. Very deep rooted thoughts. Loved to read the poem.

  6. Beautifully written...

    Thanks you for nominating for award... But i can't participate in the contest... I am busy with examinations

  7. I loved the way you have written so beautifully about it.

    What is life is a question that continues to haunt me also these days.. might do a post on it soon ...:)

  8. whenever I read or write about life the lines of Peter Gabriel are always in my mind-

    life carries on
    in the people i meet
    in everyone that's out on the street
    in all the dogs and cats
    in the flies and rats
    in the rot and the rust
    in the ashes and the dust
    life carries on and on and on and on
    life carries on and on and on

    it's just the car that we ride in
    a home we reside in
    the face that we hide in
    the way we are tied in
    and life carries on and on and on and on
    life carries on and on and on

  9. Yes, life rolls on and rolls on everywhere on everything at every moment.Thank you for visiting.

  10. Another beautiful poem full of lovely thoughts woven together.