Life is all about
Pain and sorrows
It gives less than
What it borrows
it makes you cry
It makes you feel worse
Many times I feels like
Living it is a curse
Happiness here is just
An illusion it provides
You are simply a horse
On which it rides
When you have grown old
It puts you on your knee
And shoots you in the head
As the whole world see
When you wish for it
To be over it flips around
It just latch on you
Without making a sound
Some time I observe people
as they live their life
Everyday they think of piercing
Their hearts with a knife
I feel sorry for them as they
Try for it to make some sense
But all they are doing is getting
closer to cross Life's fence...
:Ishant
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