Life Is But A Dream

What we do not have today,
May get it on trying, tomorrow,
And what we have this day,
May later be no more,
It seems really magical,
Cause life is but a dream.

Sometimes, we may not know,
The reason for excitement, happiness,
And sometimes without reasons, we show,
Weird mood swings and depressions,
It does seem really ridiculous,
Cause life is but a dream.

Sometimes, we do not understand;
What is happening in the world around,
Many questions come to mind,
Making us feel, answers’ not found,
It seems really mysterious,
Cause life is but a dream.

Sometimes, we imagine things,
Which do not really exist in our fate,
And about those things we think,
That makes us contemplate,
It seems really like a movie,
Cause life is but a dream.

The precious things lost today,
We may get it back no more,
We have to move on, our way,
And open the good hope’s door,
And the windows of memories,
The room of future is now bright.

So row, row, row a joyful boat,
Gently down the happiness’ stream,
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Cause life is but a dream.
                                                ~Mridula. N. Murthy

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