Monday, February 3, 2025

A Jukebox Life


Some lives are a jukebox player
Others expect to play them for songs forever.
They expect music according to their mood,
It doesn't matter, happy or sad, bad or good.

They want them to play for entertainment,
Even if they’re broken, they must, for fulfilment.
Their lives end's up pleasing everyone,
Forgetting to live a life of their own.

A coin of education to play the song of school,
A coin of salary to play the song of hard work,
A coin of marriage to play a song of a perfect husband
A coin of children to play a song of a good father

A coin of religion to play the song of faith
A coin of pleasure to play the song of satisfaction
A coin of love to play the song of pain
A coin of death to play the song of a goodbye.

No one realises that if a jukebox plays,
For a long time, by internal damage it dies.
I hope that people accept it and obey,
Respecting all living beings is a cosmic way.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind

**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.

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