PAST THREE MONTHS

Three months since passed bringing to me my grieves,
The memories still haunt me about all bad and great deeds,

How soon the time passes the sooner we loose to check,
The future brings new surprises though some are short-lived,

Meeting my next generation I see the major change,
I fell so good playing with feel the life within,

So simple ones life is when need no worry except food,
The bigger we become in life bigger are the miseries to follow,

There are those people, who take life positively everyday,
They say we take life as it comes and never take bad memories deep,

There are those people, who take life negatively everyday,
They say life is full of hurdles and only lucky pass without hurt,

But some are left in between these two,
Not knowing which step should they take,

The deeper we think about life's mysteries the greater fools we become,
The less we take life seriously the more we get to loose,

Then we ask to our self which is the perfect way to live?
Just as I ask myself today,

Life is never perfect my friend bringing together love and hate,
There is life's birth you see and at same time may see death,

Still i am left in wonder thinking about my truth to be told,
It takes a lot of confidence to cut oneself from life,

Just as to accept the mistakes you commit,
As difficult it seems to me to be me everyday,

I may not be right or wrong,
May never be remembered by people after I pass away,

But I want to solve this mystery of life,
How god makes it perfect at the end of the day.