Road of life: A Journey Everybody Must Witness
Road of life, so
crooked and narrow
Few sole saunters its
terrain
Skipping over
dungeons
Tiptoed around thorns
The shield-less baked
As the burning
brimstone flamed
Pothole aches the
heart of the insular
As the coins turns
its face in particular
Chameleon sucks the
blood, so fresh
From the wavering
water’s flesh
Why yearn for its
evanescent beauty?
That simmers into
horrors with adversity?
The fangs drenched
with drawing slobber
Fiercely biting the
headless to a dauber
Sage flies over an
abrupt fall with stocks
Feeble crushed down
by firing rocks
The swifts overhauled
the staggering wind
With every ephemeral
opportunity linked
Many run its lanes in
its corridors
Weaklings are
stricken in closed doors
Leave me with my own
world
But the world always
joins the cord
If you cannot play
its game
Never give it a
thought
Road of life, hills
and valleys
Road of life a
journey
Everybody must go
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