Life is Beautiful

Life is Beautiful short poem

Feeling wonderful,

With all the things,

Life has thrown my way…

No more frowns,

Faking all the smiles,

Like those of a clown…

Listening to the birds,

As they sing their song,

And fly far away…

I’m living my life,

Happy now-a-days…

I’m going to take it all,

To make a brighter day…

Because life is beautiful,

And we all will,

Have to die someday…

No more tears,

Will be clouding my eyes,

From now on….

For I don’t want to be,

Cursing my memories,

That have long been gone…

They are now just memories,

And those days,

From now will never haunt…

So, I’m living my life,

Happy now-a-days…

I’m going to go with the flow,

& make brighter days…

Because life is beautiful,

Its just for once,

& then we’ll be gone someday…!!

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Life has its hardships, But it goes on.. doesn't wait for anything, nor lets memories be easily gone...! Poems are the only way, to let all the feelings out... to seek for the meaning, that everyone is talking about...!! So enjoy life, and enjoy the poems... and embrace life, no matter what comes...!!
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Refreshingly different from the usual tenor of your writing @Rocean_Sharma..Great!

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I heard music to this one. I enjoyed reading too.

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