LIFE - AS THEY SAY IT
They say life is an echo, what you give is what you get. So where did my love go? I know , all they did is forget. They say life is a game, you have to play it till the end. I say it is harsh and unfair, Where there's no one to befriend. They say life is a gift,the greatest gift of all. I say life is nothing but a race, Where there's no one to pick you up when you fall. They say life is like a book, full of chapters both good and bad. Then why is it, that when others fall They do nothing but feel glad? They say life is like a camera, where you 'capture' the good and 'develop' from the negatives. If it were so, then why do they tell us to think positive? Life is full of contradictions, Full of tears and of smiles. But the one who wins in the game of life Is the one who has lived for miles and miles. Life, as they say it, is easy though it's hard Life, as I say it, is nothing but a person without heart. Ruthless, tough and painful times are what one gets, When he doesn't know the consequences, when he expects.
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Jovinjith Kennedy
Wo... Just wo ....
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
Awesome... painfully true...
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Karima
Life is mysterious .... nice poem .. u r a great poet
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