Life - a Plain Paper

Life a plain paper, as it seems to remain,
unfilled in many lives.
Nobody ever realizes, why it appears plain.
The unending rage of ups and downs,
have erased all the stories as they were written.

But the plants; look at them,
ever ready in rewriting their destiny.
Even at the time, they are completely
ruined and collapsed they can be seen;
searching for newer and better possibilities,
possibilities of new survival and growth.

It sprouts with branches of new growth.
It grows, it blossoms; at times,
this blossoming may get shattered,
and the flowers are separated too brutally.
Few flowers that withstand the pressure,
take the pleasure in developing fruits and seeds.

The seeds now take up the struggle ahead,
with the journey called life.
And every paper of life which appears unfilled;
has got its own unfulfilled and unending, stories to narrate.
The capacity to read the unwritten,
rewrite the written, every now and then
gives life, a new meaning to move along.