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Road Of Life

It’s 19 from when I was born,
And 8 year when I figured
I need someone to walk with me on
road of life…..
These fearful days & night,
Counting them with heart of might,
Falling, failing, crumbling, hiding,
Running to complete this road of life….
I was sure some one will come to
support my feel,
Walk with my will, and when ever in
need the wound she will heal on the
road of life…..
No doubt the journey would be heard,
Trying to fall us apart .
But, together we will stand,
Surpassing time slipping like sand….
Riding on wind everyone will see us stand & still.
The horses of thunder and cloud
as our guide making this trip a
adventure of life….
Together we both will complete this
road of life….

Rating: 5 out of 5.

The artist is the creator of beautiful things. To reveal art and conceal the artist is art’s aim. The critic is he who can translate into another manner or a new material his impression of beautiful things.


Author:

Part-time writer......

20 thoughts on “Road Of Life

  1. Wahaa yrr bahut mst likha tumne aur rhyme bhi bahut acchi baithe rahi thi mjaa aa gyi bhai padh ke aise aur likho thik 😎😎❤❤😍👏👏

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