Life's Proposal

By Dhivya Rajan

At first, it proposed curiosity,

But snatched it away with maturity.

Now that was a long road with no end,

But with a lot of dead ends.

That road with a lot of flowers,

Its beauty grows and towers,

Little did we notice the withering and poison ivy,

Nor the sun’s temper for envy.

All along beneath our feet,

The soil, quiet with no beat,

Life’s last proposal,

Did you accept or ask for a renewal?

By Dhivya Rajan