Life... as it is!

Life changes and moves on everyday

Towards an unknown sphere of hopes

Every soul is controlled and pushed

With the attached, unseen ropes.

 

Man, he thinks, is the owner of him

But trust me, he has no power

All he can do, is hope to do the best

However, he messes up the rest.

 

Now comes the quest 'who controls all?'

It is the Nature and its never changing laws

Up goes an object only to be back down

Although we shout and cry and frown.