Wednesday, April 17, 2013

A Puzzle Without Solution

What's life I don't know
Time decides and steer it's route
We're meek and mere to obey
Without making objections

On this beautiful planet
One should come when time calls
To live his life in a spirit
Of success and failure in stills

To lead a life in peace
Is mere a dream we see
But the real life is full of grieves
Which never comes to end

When time comes one should go
With no words of objection
That is death we call 
The only truth we know 

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