Sonnet: Life’s Like This

At times, life appears too complex indeed;
At other times, it appears so simple;
And sometimes problems appear like a weed;
Which is best place to pray- home or temple?

And no one knows the ideal ways of life;
No one knows the road aright to take;
And no one knows how best to combat strife;
And no one knows the genuine from the fake.

But at times, we walk; sometimes, we tend to run;
Life’s mysteries, no one can ev’r fathom;
We keep going to be in rain or sun;
Some dreams come true; others remain phantom.

Realities of life, all will have to face;
Sometimes, we feel caught as if in a maze.

6-2-2002 by Dr John Celes

poem by John Celes
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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