Life is a mysterious journey
From the cradle to the grave
We don’t know what happens after death..
We have feelings,emotions and longings
but we are nobody’s belongings
Everyone should transform to old age
In the end feels depressed and alone
The rain sprinkles our heart
We are a part of nature’s art
We should enjoy the beauty of nature
We relish every aspect of her feature
Writing poetry is a great art
It should touch our hearts
Our life span may be short
But we should make it smart
Our life on earth is not permanent
We should believe that it is transient
We don’t know when our life ends
One day the e-mail God sends
We should open it gracefully
We will have lived our life meaningfully
Dec 31, 2013
Dec 31, 2013 at 4:25 AM UTC
Life is a mysterious journey
From the cradle to the grave
We don’t know what happens after death..
We have feelings,emotions and longings
but we are nobody’s belongings
Everyone should transform to old age
In the end feels depressed and alone
The rain sprinkles our heart
We are a part of nature’s art
We should enjoy the beauty of nature
We relish every aspect of her feature
Writing poetry is a great art
It should touch our hearts
Our life span may be short
But we should make it smart
Our life on earth is not permanent
We should believe that it is transient
We don’t know when our life ends
One day the e-mail God sends
We should open it gracefully
We will have lived our life meaningfully
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