By: Minahil Malik
Life is a murmur of the past,
A
shadow of memories.
An aisle of stories,
And a trunk full of possibilities.
It
is the morning sun kissing the sky,
The horizon erupting
into colours of honey, lemon yellows and autumn reds at the sunset.
The invincible night
sky studded with starry sequins,
And the galaxies, milky
ways and rocky roads waiting to be discovered.
Life is the hot
chocolate during a winter,
Your tan skin and wet pool hair during the summer.
The crazy obsession for a 90’s song,
Or fantasizing madly about a new film star.
It is the deprivation
faced by a poor man,
The helplessness of a
young woman forced to earn by being sold.
The tears of an orphan
And the sacrifice of a
young boys childhood.
It is being grateful to
God for what you have,
It is looking down
rather than looking up.
It is giving your affection
and aid to those who need it,
And spreading smiles.
Life is the loss of
someone close to you,
It is the annihilation
of blind trust.
The pain, grief and
rage,
And the moments of
despair and regret.
Life is destiny, how
you choose to live it.
It is learning from
your experiences and accepting your situation.
It is bringing yourself
to terms with what you’re feeling
And finally it is
putting all that at the back of your mind and moving on.
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