As Life is given,
Life would be taken .
Like every journey,
There's a beginning.
So definitely an end awaits.
Juvenile steps taken,
The world's awaiting.
Difficulties to be unleashed.
Problems so frequent.
Sorrow, a melodious tune
Plays frequently. Society
Eaten up by egos and pride.
Death, a cold pale driver lurks .
The reaper by his side,
His siren echoing the sound of death .
Like a coin waiting to be tossed.
A brighter life awaits undiscovered.
Where the sun Shine's warm,
Roses blossom and Springs so clear
Smiles lighting up souls.
Love being the reason for existence.
Alas!! Like the rainbow life's got many colours.
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