(The following post is a short poem, inspired by a phase that I'm presently going through. I request you, dear reader, to go through it in a serene and positive mood. )
Some people live to be a spendthrift , even if their financial condition isn't divine
Some people live to consume meals like a crowned head, even if it exceeds their desire
Some people live to loaf around, even if they have family dependencies
Some people live to mock others, even if they aren't soul conquerors
Some people live to wreck society, despite possessing plenitude of luxuriousness
Some people live to crib progressively, despite having no lack of basic necessities
Some people live to teach, even if they themselves had minimal formal education
Some people live to appreciate others, because they know how much it means to them
Some people live to make others happy, no matter how doomed they themselves are
Some people live to join humans, even if they forever remain single
Some people live to compromise, so as to provide joy to their closed ones
Some people live to inspire colleagues, though they happen to be also-rans
Some people live to write poems, even if their own life lacks rhyme
Some people live forever in hope, when all seems lost except life
The purpose of life isn't defined by any book or rule
The purpose of life, IMO, is what you make it to be
"You must understand the whole of life, not just one little part of it. That is why you must read, that is why you must look at the skies, that is why you must sing and dance, and write poems and suffer and understand, for all that is life."
- Jiddu Krishnamurti
Some people live to be a spendthrift , even if their financial condition isn't divine
Some people live to consume meals like a crowned head, even if it exceeds their desire
Some people live to loaf around, even if they have family dependencies
Some people live to mock others, even if they aren't soul conquerors
Some people live to wreck society, despite possessing plenitude of luxuriousness
Some people live to crib progressively, despite having no lack of basic necessities
Some people live to teach, even if they themselves had minimal formal education
Some people live to appreciate others, because they know how much it means to them
Some people live to make others happy, no matter how doomed they themselves are
Some people live to join humans, even if they forever remain single
Some people live to compromise, so as to provide joy to their closed ones
Some people live to inspire colleagues, though they happen to be also-rans
Some people live to write poems, even if their own life lacks rhyme
Some people live forever in hope, when all seems lost except life
The purpose of life isn't defined by any book or rule
The purpose of life, IMO, is what you make it to be
"You must understand the whole of life, not just one little part of it. That is why you must read, that is why you must look at the skies, that is why you must sing and dance, and write poems and suffer and understand, for all that is life."
- Jiddu Krishnamurti
