Thursday, March 18, 2010


"Life fades away painfully like a beautiful flower,
making the long wait to the grave extremely sour.
Each day is a turmoil apprehended with bag full of suprises,
taking each stride in the right path won't guarentee any prizes.
It's a lone battle waged from many a summer to spring,
making each one wish they could fly away with a wing.
The wonderful memories makes this life cherishable,
ironically these experiences land you in many a trouble.
Life at large is like a dormant volcano,
the time at which it will burst out you never know"..

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