Life

I live

Breath by breath

Hour by hour

Trying to know why I am here

Trying to figure out life’s different shades

Trying to figure out the different pieces

I live

Person by person

Relation  by relation

Trying to find what everyone means to me

Trying to feel what everyone needs from me

I live

Job by job

Duty by duty

Trying to know what’s needed of me

I live

Moment by moment

Day by day

Trying to make sense of my being

Trying to bring out the colours of my life

Trying to bring together the colours of my life

I feel it’s all in my hands

The colours, the illusions, the mirage

The shimmering glass called life

I believe I have it figured

And just when I am happy

It turns its back on me

And shatters into a million sparkling pieces

The mosaic called Life

Because I liveMagic

This post has been written for picture it & write by ermilia

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19 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Thomas Ross
    Dec 15, 2012 @ 23:35:02

    Shalvika,

    It is a beautiful piece of writing.

    I also feel as though the “figuring out” part is what’s getting in the way of finding and holding the way of being I am reaching for. The search for order in life, the idea of control- these are the things that leave us feeling adrift, even shattered.

    You are a thoughtful and gifted writer. I’m blessed.

    Tom

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  2. carolynpageabc
    Dec 15, 2012 @ 23:36:54

    Indeed, Shalvika… it is a myriad different things… Well done.. 🙂

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  3. Elyse
    Dec 16, 2012 @ 00:53:28

    So beautiful, Shalvika. I think we all feel this way sometimes.

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  4. El Guapo
    Dec 16, 2012 @ 06:18:03

    Good to see you again!
    Your poem blew me away, especially the end, where happiness shatters, and then the triumphant finish of Because I Live.

    Well done!

    Reply

  5. Nitish
    Dec 22, 2012 @ 15:43:13

    Amazing shal…i loved it….thats the way i live except for the climax… 😉

    Reply

  6. Anne Schilde
    Dec 23, 2012 @ 14:54:03

    Wow! Best for last? “Trying to know what’s needed of me… I live” was just so powerful in the crescendo! Was it intentional that you wrote a totem? Chance or desire, it was beautiful and awesome! ♥

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  7. Yahobahne
    Jan 27, 2013 @ 06:52:57

    OMG! Riveting, captivatingly awesome! The most poignant part was, “…It turns its back on me
    And shatters into a million sparkling pieces
    The mosaic called Life.”
    Woooo 😊

    Reply

  8. Jason E. Marshall
    Oct 24, 2013 @ 19:11:50

    Beautiful piece. I can really relate to having your life break into pieces, only to be rebuilt, and broken again. However, in the end life is still beautiful. 🙂

    Reply

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