Have you ever been confused on the stages of life,
Where days blend in twilight and moments cut like a knife?
From youth’s bright dawn to adulthood’s haze,
And then to the twilight of winding-down days.

We stumble through chapters, unsure of the page,
Caught between wonder and the wisdom of age.
Each phase is a puzzle, a riddle, a dance
In the grand, shifting play of life’s fleeting chance.

© Ravi Pradhan