A day that was good a day was a bad
Life is the memories we always have had..
Life seems to run life seems to crawl
Everybody learns after a fall..
Learn to live the life as it comes by
Never loose hope that is hope should never die
Life has never been a peice of cake
Whoever thinks that way is just being fake...
Everyday u work for ur dreams to be true
u will never be satisfied as they always grew
Life is cruel life is bad
u need to fight this world as its not run by ur dad..
Days end in fury and end in dismay
Learning to make a proper way
Noone to epitomise Nobody to follow
Most of the people have there hearts hollow..
Learning to rebuilt my life from crumbs and peices
This is what is my lives thesis
2 comments:
mast hai bhai... finally tu bhi poet ban hi gaya.... mast life thesis likhi hai tune..... i hope sabko yeh thesis follow karne mein koi problem na ho....
very thoughtful......
nice thought.. everyone feels dis.. but nt an easy task to pen it down so beautifully......
nice effort,,
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