When will life come to us,
when will we approach life?
Will it destroy us on the way,
or will we destroy ourselves?
Should it come with lessons about it,
or should they be learnt along its way?
Are there parameters to life, love and death,
or just notions to kill ourselves?
Life will never ever be the same ,
is that the beauty or the curse that dwells through life?
Would life define who we are,
how we are and why?
Would life continue to be so-
Would we never know or understand as to why?