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Life!  Nothing but a walking shadow  partial and wicked with irregularities like the meadows  Pains like a needle in wounds And non soothing like sounds of no consolation What is pain other than our lives What is wound rather than the tears we shed  We may live like this for long  But There's a pause called victory Like an oasis is differentiate desert from farmland  Hunger from satisfaction  Fruitful from barren Lack from surplus A cheap consolation satisfying our expired need and unchanging greed and desire  Life! It is full of miseries like a pack of card with only aces It takes trillion years to understand the prelude  Another billion years to comprehend the interlude  Years and years roaming on the crossroad of mind Can't solve the deep puzzle in the drama of life Is it crossword of our aspirations or destiny? Or jigsaws of our thoughts,ideas,concept and prospects? The things we shall never know that is within us  Our strengths and weaknesses Our ups and downs  Our victories and failures Our inabilities and abilities Our losts and profits Our tears and laughter  Our frown and smiles Even actions and things we portray  we are ignorant of these in the game of life, defeat may be a consolation  Success may be a Greek gift  Flaws we never create Dreams we never create  Still revolve around us  Like we are casts in a movie  And the script already written Ours is to act  'Not minding if it's tragedy or comedy'  Like pinnochio and the host of the Disney Our mind have been trained to forecast for seasons But if we try to live other than it that's treason  That's why people suffer others feasting  @holythugbaba
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Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 8:18 AM UTC
LIFE
Life!  Nothing but a walking shadow  partial and wicked with irregularities like the meadows  Pains like a needle in wounds And non soothing like sounds of no consolation What is pain other than our lives What is wound rather than the tears we shed  We may live like this for long  But There's a pause called victory Like an oasis is differentiate desert from farmland  Hunger from satisfaction  Fruitful from barren Lack from surplus A cheap consolation satisfying our expired need and unchanging greed and desire  Life! It is full of miseries like a pack of card with only aces It takes trillion years to understand the prelude  Another billion years to comprehend the interlude  Years and years roaming on the crossroad of mind Can't solve the deep puzzle in the drama of life Is it crossword of our aspirations or destiny? Or jigsaws of our thoughts,ideas,concept and prospects? The things we shall never know that is within us  Our strengths and weaknesses Our ups and downs  Our victories and failures Our inabilities and abilities Our losts and profits Our tears and laughter  Our frown and smiles Even actions and things we portray  we are ignorant of these in the game of life, defeat may be a consolation  Success may be a Greek gift  Flaws we never create Dreams we never create  Still revolve around us  Like we are casts in a movie  And the script already written Ours is to act  'Not minding if it's tragedy or comedy'  Like pinnochio and the host of the Disney Our mind have been trained to forecast for seasons But if we try to live other than it that's treason  That's why people suffer others feasting  @holythugbaba
remilekun
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remilekun
Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 8:18 AM UTC
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