In front of me lay a blank canvas,

Waiting to be filled with numerous hues,

The teacher gave us a topic to direct our canvas on-

Our Life.

I stand there with my clueless mind,

Asking myself the same question over and over again,

How to represent my life in a painting?

Should I draw human figures representing my family members?

Should I draw a group of friends playing with each other?

Should I draw a landscape representing Mother Nature and living beings?

Should I draw different phases of my life?

Or should I draw images representing life and death?

A question so simple,

Yet difficult to find the rightful answer,

Life is not merely a four letter word,

It carries each and every living thing on its shoulders,

It simply means 'to be alive.'

As long as we are alive, we have life,

As long as we have life we have a chance,

A chance to live off with a smile or

To be drowned in our sorrows.

What do I see when I view life?

I smile to myself as I'm rewarded with an answer,

I pick up my brush and begin to fill the yet lonely canvas.

The teacher gives a surprise look,

While staring at my finished work,

Unable to comprehend the true meaning,

She asks, "Why, my child?

Why would you draw your classroom to depict your life in a painting?"

"The answer is very simple yet twisted," I say,

"Whatever I do,

Whatever I learn from here,

Whatever I've learnt from my past,

Will shape up my future,

Bit by bit,

Continuing till my last breath,

One cannot predict their future,

Nor they can conclude it from their past,

Life is what I live at the present,

The present we can all speak of,

To sum it up,

Life is what I live at the moment.

-Shaily

I had thought of this poem a few months back but couldn't find the motivation to write. Anyway I wrote it now lol. Your thoughts. How do you view your life?

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Also I'm thinking of continuing this book. So here I will post poems on anything other than love. I've already have a separate book for that. Look forward to it. :)