Poetry

Busy Life

Life is too busy,
thinking of it makes me dizzy.
We live with so many plans
but ends with nothing done.

 

Yet, life has to move forward
instead of moving backward.
Some people take it easy
and in the end, they grow crazy.

 

Life thrills
but we must dread the uphills.
There are plenty of challenging obstructions
that we must deviate from destruction.

 

The truth of life is hidden like a treasure
and to discover it would be an absolute pleasure.
To have a life is a blessing
and to live with purpose is a responsibility.

 

Life begins somewhere and ends nowhere;
it seemed so simple yet so complex to completely beware.
There is no absolute beginning and end
but it exists between these known and unknown trends.

 

Life exists
but someday it will exit.
Everyone lives with confidence;
they are all good confidantes.

 

We cannot trust our own life;
it will betray us any time with grief.
Most of us prepare only to live longer
but we seldom realize that our life gets shorter.

 

~Yeshi Nidup

Phuentsholing, Bhutan

4 Comments

  1. Hi Phuentsholing,
    What a beautiful piece that is! A clear definition of life summed up in a few artistically rich lines. It’s ironic that “Most of us prepare only to live longer
    but we seldom realize that our life gets shorter.”

  2. Hi Yeshi,
    What a beautiful piece that is! A clear definition of life in a few artistically rich lines. It’s ironic that “Most of us prepare only to live longer
    but we seldom realize that our life gets shorter.”

    That’s a great poem you’ve got there. Thank you for sharing.

  3. Yeshi Nidup(Author)

    Thank You S. A. Yitta for your wonderful comment and critical analysis on these phrases. You have really made me feel and realize how strong poetry can be for those who are genuinely reading

  4. Vijaylaxmi Sarmah

    Reality_👍