Live And Die Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
Live And Die
This life, funny and sad
Much I enjoyed much I bled
This life is a pot of magic
It's both pleasant and tragic
This life I drag it slowly
Bravely and at times meekly
High up I rise like a sun
Fall flat when my luck is gone
This life is worth living
I go on my dreams weaving
This life I must leave soon
It is like a dark sky sans a moon
I don't know what makes you desperate, still life is precious, not a bed of roses nor a bed of thorns. Nice poem
Life is not a bed of roses and there are ups and downs and we have to face them bravely. Thanks for reading and comment.
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5/4/2024 10:19:41 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Fall flat when my luck is gone....'''nothing stays up that I assure all falls..dro by drop...''
Thanks a lot for wonderful comment. Regards.