( / Singapore)

* What Is Life? *

Aggress legitimately
I can hear screams from the back of the barns
“somebody help, someone help, call 911,
my daughter is bleeding”.
Yvonne,16, cuts her wrist as she figures,
that’s the only exit, to Hell
Her wild life has taken its toll
Her parents were too exhumed
with exuberant life
They can’t afford to be back dated
I was once walking on the road
leading to the Police precinct
when I saw a lady was robbed,
shot and no ones around
rendered a helping hand
She’s bleeding to death
before I could call the ambulance
Life could be pleasant all the way for some
It’s like walking in the middle of the park
You feel free to embrace the crouch air
It goes deep into your system
Feel like you were born again
The smile on your face
Paints a little episode of your past

Amid the moon shines on a musing night
The time when lust and passion
Impregnate many dwellers and lovers
Not far below the cold mountain
A stricken two floors ranch house
Were hosting demise session
The mother of three was metastasized
by carcinoma
It’s a grieving time for some
Regardless of where you live
They say life is like a box of chocolate
It’s easy said than done
You love someone and are loved
The mutual is beautiful
But the condition could deteriorate
Heart breaks which could be a precursor to death
The stout politician once said
“today’s world is all about money,
it’s the root of success and last but not least, evil”

Yes, it's money matters
No money no talk
The infamous phrases
In some region of the world
There’s no longer a democracy
But monecracy
Which is obviously money craze?
Millions of lives perished like ashes,
strewn all over the mourning ocean,
at the hands of politicians
Well, we live by seconds, minutes and hours
The clock is ticking
When the eyes blinking
Another life will succumb
Life is like walking in the middle of the park
You don’t leave anything behind
Unless you want to call it a day

So, what’s life?

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Comments (138)

that one of the great poem, so complete, well expresion of wild dark emotions! !
When life begins.................................................
Each person portrays life their own way. This answers depends on what one can see and read between the lines of this mysterious text called ' life', a tragedy or a love poem...
4=s 10 yet again....love reading your poems..no favor at all
From: Eman Elbadawi (Cairo Egypt; Female; 34) To: Sulaiman Mohd Yusof Date Time: 7/10/2009 8: 06: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00) Subject: Re: whats life Hello Sulaiman Sorry for writing to you late I just was not feeling well I have just read your poem: 'What's Life? ' You did not answer; though there are many answers; good you raised the question... You may go to my poem 'The Shell and the Waves' to see my opinion Regards Eman
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