Sunday, November 2, 2008

A house of cards

I wrote this a while back... It didnt really come out too well, and I don't even know if it's complete...

Life is like
A house of cards.
Every memory,
Every experience
A flimsy pillar of support.
Balancing precariously
On the thin edge of sanity.
Ready to topple over
With the slightest breeze.
The minutest push
Sending it all crashing.
Every minute we add a card
To the shaky structure of life,
Never knowing which one
Can push us over the edge
Into the abyss
With no hope of return...


Akanksha Arya said...

Love the thought. A lot of verbose though, for those many words. :)
Nice try.

Ayesha said...

@ akanksha - it was a random attempt. Thank you :)