Journey Of Life

Journey Of Life short poem

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Not everyone gets it
the very first time .
After all success is a
long and difficult climb.
But God wants to tell you
not to lose hope .
Because soon to help you
he will send a rope .
Life is all like an unfinished story ,
where you are the writer .
All that you have to do is hold
your pen and dreams a little tighter .
In the end you will realize
that life was simply a journey .
All good and bad people
come to your way .
They will just give you lessons
and memories to remember .
And not everyone here is there
forever to stay .
Life is long ,
And so it goes on ,
And here we always face problems
and their solutions .
Like a routine we are following since we were born ! ! !

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Form, rhythm and rhyme are well-orchestrated. A fine piece of poem.

Savi Mani

wonderful poem, so true life is a journey, a journey worth taking…life is to be lived, failure and success part of life, life is to be lived since Life is one and its the gift of God, each morning comes as a blessing to us………..very beautiful poem……loved it liked it……


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