Life Unacceptable in Double Helix

My body is made of tiniest cells in which

Are stored the fine strands of d.n.a.

In the form of double helix, in colourful

Hues; the base of life is thus curvaceous

From the very beginning;

The life’s journey is neither straight nor

Linear; it is a curvaceous web of

Troubles and worries, from which it is

Near impossible, to come

Across without multiple scars;

Adding GIF after GIF in succession is also

Not a linear job; It is a curve of

Never-ending circles; but why should

I add further problems to my existing

Kitty, which my life has given me in Abundance; so, I refrain from

Searching for curvaceous GIFs to write

A poem about; I look for a single

Picture or a GIF, if possible to

Express my poetic feelings;

What is the fun in doing rounds and

Rounds In the cobwebs of life anymore;

Who knows tomorrow is the end of the world!

I want to see the life not in double helix,

But rather straight and simple;

That is true with my poetry too!