You live today and die tomorrow,
life is full of joy and sorrow.
There are hopes combined with fear,
there are smiles with every tear.
Some you hate and some you love,
There are people with knives in their glove.
Some you spite and some you caress
Some you remember and some you forget.
Some you fear and treat with contempt
Some escape from brain's outlet.
Yet there are moments,
moments of life.
which you treasure
more than gold.
Looking back now,
why do you sigh?
You made your bed,
on it you lie.
Thursday, 8 November 2007
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True - after all what we go through, there are moments which make it worth every ounce of agony we undergo, every inch of path we tread in our life. You are the creator of your own world - make it hell or heaven is your choice. Simple and eloquent :)
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