ENDLESS STRUGGLE

The life is what the thoughts make of it
Past, present and the future closely knit
Without any edges almost as if endless
Neither escapes thro’ corner or conduit

Borders and boundaries round as world
And no matter to where you reach out
Your steps will always make you return
It is almost impossible to find out an exit

You have to remain and you will remain
Enduring all the sorrows and the pains
For the hope and expectations stretch
Of forthcoming happiness giving an intuit

And well as of me, what should I speak
Wonder if life’s chasing or I’m following
Finding difficult to grip on my existence
But then still my survival I will not forfeit

Living up to the very last breath of mine
Until the last drop of blood drops down
And if I can’t run or walk, still will crawl
Reaching up to where this life files a writ