Beautiful Bittersweet Life Poems

Exploring the world of life and grief through poetry.

Tag: life is improv

  • Life’s Unscripted Journey

    Life’s Unscripted Journey

    I thought life was a play,
    with the script composed
    for the role I was to inhabit.
    Designated stage directions
    were set for me to follow
    for my life to work out seamlessly.
    All that was required was for me to
    hit my assigned marks:
    education, career, marriage, children,
    for the production to be a success.
    But others refused to
    perform their parts,
    changing the scene,
    or departing before the play was finished,
    leaving me floundering
    on the boards, alone.
    It took time for me to realize
    that life had always been improv:
    unscripted, hard turns, unpredictable.
    I never had control of the narrative,
    which caused needless suffering
    in the light of the pain that is a part of existing.
    Until I let go of demanding that my life
    followed a script was I truly free
    to find joy in the unknowing.
    It taught me that every moment
    was saying “yes, and” to whatever entered my life.