Life is riddled with puctuations fom the fate’s pen

Poised over the canvas of life

Life is not a frenzied race of insanity

Uncontrolled, indisciplined, unabated

The speed breakers and traffic signals

On the serpentine trail of life’s odyssey

Serve as punctuation marks on this sojourn

Souls on the quest for bliss, fame, wealth and success

Racing like sheep towards an unknown destiny that calls

Would turn life’s saga into a mindless rhapsody

Flowing like gibberish unleashed without any restraint

And unintelligible without the marks of punctuation

The voyage of life, the journey on earth

On unseen paths guided by milestones of fate

And written on the palms as maps

Unread and indecipherable in the intricate lines of fate

The moments written in tears,

Within inverted commas or brackets of sighs of despair

Slow the pace of life like the commas and semi colons

The mysteries iof life baffling as riddles

Yet to be unravelled by feats of intellect

Are the questionmarks that confuse and confound

The exclamation marks on life’s papyrus are surprises

Pleasant interludes of unexpected waves of delight

And the shocks of tragedies that astound the mind

The shackles of silken chords of love

Wound on the heart strings by intense emotions

Are the gaps among stanzas, pauses of nothingness

-Clandestine rendezvous of stolen moments

Friendship holds one by the hand to

Slow the paceof life from a race to a stroll

Walking slowly at leisure on tha sands of time

And then the final fullstop is dotted

Ending the story of life , abating the earthly sojourn

And unfullfilled desires, unrealised dreames

Are condensed in the three dots trailing off

To signify the havebeens in the oyster of tomorrow

Lost forever and ever

Punctuations of life add more meaning

Adding spice to an insipid trail of moments…