Life is a ping pong play
Between happiness and sorrow
I had convinced myself by this saying
And accepted frequent losses as tolerating jungle mosquito bites
I play again!
Loaning more breath from the running winds of hope
I know that my breath is burnt
and not enough even to pump a child’s cycle tyre
But hope is stronger than disappointment
Disappointment is trying to teach me lessons that I already know
I know that life is a lotus grown on acid march
And I know that human body is a conserve box for grave worms
I know that the soul is a whistle to challenge fear in deep darkness
a song we sing in the maze of mystery
Life is a ping pong play between happiness and sorrow
I still lose, but play again
I am not a viewer to leave the match when I get bored
I am playing Ping-Pong against myself!
Samay Hamed
