Wednesday, 17 June 2015

The Battling Question

Life is but a battling journey
Every new day is a fresh battle for each one of us.
We fight for pride, for fame, out of jealousy
Out of need and desperation,
We fight for our own survival!
Be it a kingly luxurious one
Or that fearful hell for less fortunate ones
We fight and there is just never end
We create our own battle out of mercy
Out of frustration, temper and fallacy
We fight for internal peace, solace and redemption.
We fight for love, for care, for attention
How often do we realize this is something we ought to live with?
That this is just the part of life?
What matters at the end of day?