Life moves on

[dibyendra]

Many fences and hurdles uncover as we walk,
Yet we survive from little joys that surpass
The uncertainties and entanglements of life.
Life moves on embracing darkness and lights.

The scars still remind us of the bruises of the past,
And the silence of petrifying nights, that still cast
The shadows of our lives, that we buried far behind.
Life moves on leaving the traces in a thin fine line.

We are all ageing, riding the roller-coasters of life,
and swimming on the river of happiness and strife.
Forgiveness healed many bonds, anger cracked some.
Life moves on understanding the human emotions.

There are many uncertainties; the paths are often chaotic.
People are not always the same, neither one can ever be...
Yet we strive with aspirations, this life teaches us lessons.
Life moves on struggling with the changing seasons.

[MorpheusSandman]

While I can appreciate the sentiment this piece feels a bit didactic and not "poetic" enough for me...

[dibyendra]

While I can appreciate the sentiment this piece feels a bit didactic and not "poetic" enough for me...

Thank you Morpheus for your comment. I am feeling a bit uninspired these days. I am searching for a muse! Hoping to see myself inspired again . But, I am feeling down these days .

Feeling uninspired

For what I am doing for a little money,
Barely for living, I am feeling uninspired,
As the aspirations are gradually dispersing,
Leaving a wilderness and a despair in my soul.

I feel apathetic in the mundane playground,
As I cannot find myself invigorating,
And I walk out dejectedly along the pavement,
Masking my frowning face on the busy street.

I craved for a mentor, a guiding light,
To find my way in the serpentine path.
But I couldn't find the one, and I am
On a one-way hazy lane, drifting to nowhere.

I must stop feigning honestly that I am evolving,
With a vigour and a passion, to the world,
And most importantly, to myself...

Oh can't you see I am losing my heart and soul,
Instructing the soulless and man-made machine?

Fences come up with vengeance,
As the fate holds the key.
Dreams and reality diverge undesirably.