Life is strange,
It can grow even from a crack,
As the roses,
Blooming over the window sill,
Out from a crack.
I would like to grow like that
Without any support!
Life is a game,
To win you have to move,
With knowledge and insight,
Accumulated along the way.
The move may be scary,
I would like to take it
Without any thought!
Life is a drama,
The world's a stage,
Everyone is a character,
Playing his or her role,
As destined by God.
I would like to play my role
Without any reshot!
Life isn't a bed of roses,
It's full of thorns,
Flowers make fall asleep and dream,
Thorns awake to think,
Rejoice the thorns, they have roses.
I would like to walk on the thorns
Without any shout!
About the Creator
Nira Kumari
Hello wonderful Readers, I'm a school teacher passionate for writing. This year I turned 55, and have started my long life dream of becoming a Writer.
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