Some says, life is a journey,
Some describe it, as a bed very thorny,
But, from here I see, life as a sky,
With unlimited possibilities, to fly.
It may have, a cloud cover,
Sometime there could be, loud thunder,
But, the core of life is, always clear,
You just have to fly in, proper gear.
It may appear dark, as in night,
Getting light, may be a nerve wrecking fight,
But vastness of it, stays always pure,
You just have to save yourself, form the devil’s lure.
There are both, stars and also blackholes,
Laying traps to pull down, your life and your soul,
But, you just have to find, a sun’s gravitation
And revolve around it, with unending devotion.
Happy, Sad and all other, such emotions,
Are nothing, but life’s constellations,
We just need a telescope, to see the right one
This is how I see life, its my conception.
(c)Amit Agarwalla
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