Life

Prajish N D
    Life is a clock Swinging between
    Sorrows and joy;
    Not between numbers

    Life is rain
    Smiling and weeping, 
    Sometimes with its horror
    Destroying everything

    Life is a bubble
    Disappearing in no time
    Life is selfish often, 
    It wants everything for itself
    Still life misses something
    Worth having

    Life is a journey
    Sometimes it takes us 
    To crossroads
    And persuades to choose 
    Between ways...

    But it goes on and on
    Until it merges into death

    
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