Short Life (Haiku)

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The thought behind the poem “Short Life”

Human life is extremely short, for sure. A moment that is lost is lost forever. Hence, why do we engage ourselves in vain feuds that scar our precious lives? The problem is at the very root of our minds. Instead of trying to keep up the good relationships with one another, we clamour for “It’s mine”. The very fact that we are too selfish and possessive should not be overlooked in this context. In the vain fights against one another, we scarcely care for the fact that time flies away in the twinkling of an eye. Time is time that never cares for anyone at all. Hence, we must make the most out of time. This life is ours. Therefore, the choice is ours too how we should live like. Should we live like a hypocrite? Or should we live in the right track of virtue? The decision is ours completely. Human relationships is such a lovely aspect that we must never look down upon. So, let us all live life up to the last dregs.


The poem -- "Short Life" -- a haiku

Life is short indeed;
Time is time to fly away;
We cling to vain feuds.




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