Trying to find its bloom
Takes a waft if a cool breeze
To wipe away it's gloom
May be we thread a difficult path
There be so many stone
May be the no end for the road
A place to call out home
I walk the path a thousand times
I run the path some time..
When u shall end the road..
The stones vanished, Some pain remained
Thinking what we lost and what we gained
The listless bud found it's strength
To bloom and glow and shine no end
Be life as horrid as painful it may
Doesnt end till...
This is life this is the play
It moves on come what may
Turbulent and torrid as it may seem
It'll still startle with a silent scream
Like no words nor no tide
We go on this silly ride
Places of joy and places of sorrow
Like a zig zaw puzzle of..
Walk on bash on move forth and fight
Hold back no punch for dinner in the night
Come out of each being a winner
The bud has bloomed it ain't no sinner!
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