Considering his life to be an unnamed game, poet Sree Raj mentions how it is his responsibility to sort the rules and win the game before being won over. Dealing with the idea that life is a game through “My Life My Game”, the poet tells the truth that you are either in control of your life or controlled by others. I ask my life, why can’t I be Why still a clue out of the blue I can’t prowess so still a mess I am by me, can never be you Therefore, my life should just go through I don’t know much so don’t ask me much What my life has been, what it might be What can I tell, I can’t just see My aim’s so far yet. Still, I reach Plunders to judge and my target to get It’s not so hard to just connect My heart will get, I mustn’t regret Savour my dreams and devour my fears At last, I take control and ask for more It has been slow and will be so My leaps of faith with no harness to be To play the game with just no shame Because once I pack I can never look back My life’s a game and has got no name I run my race to keep up my face With whole my pace and fear no place I play my game not just for fame The prize to claim is to reach the dome Not just a name but it is my name! I feel so real because I run my reel My life to cherish and ways to relish My part to share is what I care I am to click and present the relic The relic to mine is the reel of mine For all the rest not just my peers I know the game and still, am playing I might be none but did just tell Because it ain’t just for me but for all to be To play the game or just be played.
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