Journey of Life

Journey of Life short poem

Journey of life, highs and lows
Treading on with smiles or woes

Love, laughter, scares and screams
All in tow we pursue dreams

Disillusioned, hope we seek
Keep faith, when prospects seem bleak

Often life seems a battle without a cause
We continue the strife regardless of applause

Baffling choices of corrects and wrongs
When every rise and fall, makes us strong

At every juncture a lesson is learnt
We trudge along fearless of being burnt

Death, the only destination that seems certain
When HE eases the burden,drops the curtain.

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We have consistently admired the simplicity with which you imbue your verse and you prove us right once again @Nazima_Kachwalla

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