Life

My 2nd ever poem...still on an emotional note...


My life is a mystery,
Sometimes a joke, otherwise a misery.
It is very complicated to tell its presence,
Since everywhere, I face resilience.

I call life a joke
So people call me a bloke!
I am not a broke
And neither do I get any stroke!

The pressure on me is extremely immense,
Although, most of it, may seem nonsense.
Life seems to lack essence...
And neither does it have an existence.

Does it have an end?
I searched even in the sand!
The question still remained
Just a little more stained.

Everyday, I pray
How longer will I stay?
I still don't get an answer
Neither do I get a transfer.

I am raging furious...
While, everyone else is curious!
I want fairness from the jury,
And that tells the whole story.

Sometimes, things are fast
Mostly in the past.
Now, things are slow
So, I must go...