Life they said, is one lived on one’s ownIts tumbling and twirling, by own tip toesFurther you fall, faster, fuller one learns theEnigmas, the bliss and tears as of foes and woes
Indeed life bears fruits and flowers, after entangling inSeductive chains of greens, love and power
And episodes only it is, hiatus with sweet ‘n sour
Could one make this climb, with green grass forever on his sideLose not hope, faith, belief and the drive until summits sightIndulge in dreams, but not wake to nightmares that criedMonstrous obstacles and circles till the very top? Life is a climb,But the view is great.