All About Life

All About Life short poem

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life is a beautiful and precious gift given by god,
That gives us a chance to live as we like.
Sometimes it make us feel like teeny-weeny pot.
Though we are unsuccessful,
But we try our best to be successful.
It looks like mystery,
Sometimes we create history.
We enjoy, it brings us joy,
we feel sad,
Sometimes it makes us mad.
We meet strangers,
Who knows that they might become our true buddies.
Some feel that they are born to express,
And some feel that they are born to impress.
Life is not just about entertainment,
It’s about seriousness too.
The creator has created many interesting things.
There are much more things to match,
And much more things to have a patch.
Stop living worryingly,
Start living merrily.
Life is short and interesting,
Be our own,be yourself.!

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