Like a riddle it challenges me,
masking with a constant grin,
though reasons sundry
It is contended at times,
yet in others,
showing the darkest deep !
Abounding at times,
yet in others,
bereft of joy I deserve !
While the quest for veracity,
seems like a mirage,
finding traces, round the corner,
yet getting blocked in blockages,
which I tend to flounder upon,
every now & then,
I quiz myself,
what if it was a straight-line?
with no twists & turns?
as I sit in self - introspection,
a sudden realization
leaves me in awe
the arcs lead me to venture
& thus, brewing inquisitiveness
to explore beyond
thus, making the journey exciting
& not just the destination
that one might eye at the horizon
far & way wide
thus, Life! as it is,
a basket full of contrasting colors
each to be
fetched, splashed & smeared upon
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