From the times our fingers open
like the petals from the bud
till,by lord we are taken,
and are no more free like a bird
we go through a beautiful journey,
A journey moulded with surprises
unfolds,every phase,a story,
A destiny, just like the game of dices.

I tremble,fumble and fall
I eclipse the sorrowful sorrow and stand
Happiness, contentment, i call
The sun rises and the night surely ends
love,hate, lament, cherish,smile,cry
The journey’s multifarious shades
like Summer,Winter,Spring, Autum
whose beauty never fades.

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