An inseparable part, by Jadia4708au Subscribe to rss feed for Jadia4708au

Rise and fall being the inseparable part 
Life to witness and sustain it till we depart
Some good moments, if we are lucky, at the start
Else shed under the tree available at the last

It is nice struggle to be interwoven in memory
Each moment to be memorized without feeling sorry
Nothing has happened that can be counted as unusual
Life is shaped in same manner and termed it as casual

Anything that is live will have peak rise and steep fall
We can see the imagery things as it had not faced any wall
No hurdles or obstacles of any kind to race to the object
It was nicest of all when there was appreciation of fine
act

This was not all that was expected in life to emerge
There is something more than that and has to do a lot to
merge
I swear by words and feel so much pride
I believe love is strength and there is nothing to hide

My life was never threatened with tidal waves
Every time I faced the danger and had a close shave
I had feeling for my life and longed for beautiful company
It was like dead wish emerging all of sudden to accompany

As a successful man in life, I had sweet encounter 
I was not a love bird or expert to be called hunter
Yet I loved to be in game without any challenge
This was for me a new thing like little scene of change

I knew it little till it came as powerful tidal wave on the
way
It rose to a level and dashed me to be washed away
She entered the life and left lasting impression
I was down in her impression and offered submission  

I was for sure and knew it was not meant to swallow
It was momentary rise then with calm down lie very low
It was not volcanic eruption to leave everything devastated
It was her arrival on scene and suitably indicated

I had swift encounter there after to follow suit
She was all for us and agreed to stay with
It was not less than any other achievement
The annexation of golden empire with happy moments

Life is not that all we intend or plan for
It is uncertain in all the respects and not very sure
If at all there is anything to sustain or endure
It will be pleasure all the time with no limit to measure
Posted: 2011-02-09 03:25:57 UTC

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