Life has taught me that there is still much to learn, a whole lot. Yes, I am still learning, I am yearning, I am seeking, like a child. Despite my knowledge, what I have is not all that is to be got You see, what is pepper is bland and what is hot is mild.
Take a look at life and wonder if it is all hoodwinking.. I mean , all this time, have we really check what we are drinking: while spending our lives hoping for rising when the darn thing is sinking.
Struggles of life and life of struggles are part and parcel of the lives of all races, creeds, peoples and individuals. Here are a few poems on Struggles of life.
Is life a race be run and won with the goal, immortality and the winner, loser of all vanity? A line from "The POET: Slice of life" from my 1983 collection of poems (VIEW).