"Thought of Life?" "No.Taught by Life."

"Life is a theatre", I was told,
"We are the performers, so stay bold.
Our acts will begin and soon will end,
One with many roles, will be in blend.
Some will be happy, for playing free,
While some sad, for standing as tree!
Being always better, is only your part;
Without a thought of,when to depart,
Because notwithstanding who is who;
Destiny decides who will be you...!"
Everything became difficult to understand,
As nowhere was, my own dreamland!
Though not the only one, suffering here,
Mummering of the prayers, I could hear.
But being behind was never my style,
There it felt, compromise for a while.
Wishing hard for my role to change;
When virtues seemed, equally strange!
"Genuinely not about, who were you,
May the time come, to say thankyou.
But only when, theatre gets housefull,
With the audience, dressed colourful,
When you perform, and people clap,
No more away, from fortune's lap."
All I could do was again and again,
Enduring all suppression and the pain.
Learning gradually, from its every sight,
Without even losing, hopes of the light!
No matter what comes next in the mile;
As life has taught, to live with a smile.