
Life is like a game, in which
The winner and loser in the bet is a maze, its leaders
Heroes and villains
Like a battle, its leaders
And many are soldiers
This one arrived with a stroke of luck
That one with a stroke of a pen separated
Or with a whiff of fate revealed and proved
And another with a touch of chance won the little and the meaningful
And some of them were crushed in the blink of an eye
It is a satirical play, its chapters
And its surprises and scenes are a lesson
It is like fate, its sweetness awaits
And its bitterness may not change
It is like a book, its introduction
A sign, and its knot is a message
A rich journey
Its provisions are patience and its vehicle is life
Like a bridge in one direction, it inevitably crosses
Everything that exists to a non-existent shore
As if it is a vehicle that carries everyone
Whether going or returning
It is a paradise, the one born in it
The visitor, and the one departing from it is a passerby
It is a precious gift, take it as it is She
Enjoy it however it comes and goes
And don't forget that it is the most precious thing you have
Fate has miracles and luck has surprises
If you choose the first clearly
The second may confuse you with doubt
Life is nothing but a rare opportunity
And life is an uncertain law
And to God Almighty is knowledge and power
About the Creator
Kisama Riyo
I have always been interested in poetry and essay, especially rhyme style, so I decided to post my essay here and see if I have any talent in poetry or not.

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