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synopsis of what life is to a common man |
| Life...............................at large Life offers a gift,every now and then, But enveloped in its mushy,misty structure, Is agony,sorrow and pain. Everywhere I see,tere is despair, In this materialistic world of selfish people, There is nobody,who would take time out and care. Does everything that happens to us,is for our own good, I doubt,after having seen, Life in its every emotion,every mood. We suffer endlessly at the hands of time, Life is a journey of endless strife, Till a person is rocked to slumber by his funeral chime. |