Reality of Life

Life is like a ground of a Theater

We all are playing roles as an actor.

Do you know about the Director?

He is none other than our Creator.

Someone is acting good, and someone is doing bad

No matter what we are doing in our performance

Our Creator is feeling glad.

Every scene, every sequence is written by the Creator's Smith

We do as per the direction, who directs from the beneath.

Whatever happens in our life, we must remember to live on

Nothing is permanent, and nobody is immortal, but the show must go on.

We laugh, we cry, and sometimes we feel alone in our life.

We cannot but forget that we came alone and we'll leave alone in life.

We cannot understand who is doing everything in our behind

All are God's blessings; every step is done for the well-being of mankind.

So, we will do our given act leaving any consequence

God will reward us beyond our think of in a sense.

This is the reality of our life which we have to obey

Life is a bunch of struggles that we cannot deny except pray.


  • Author: Maya (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 24th, 2022 01:42
  • Comment from author about the poem: Life is not a bed of roses. Every day is a new scene to play. No matter how we perform our roles, the play will be acted by me or someone. This is the reality of life. The show must go on.
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