During which you have to stay alive,
And bear all the grievances:
As honey is stored in a bee-hive
Sometimes you meet as you walk by,
Happiness which acts as a squirrel,
Indeed very shy and trouble of all shorts,that wonder about.
And you figure out,
each of them, to be fat and stout.
This lane of life is full of strife
Taking along terror, anger, failure and sadness ;
All made into knife,
And stabbing all the happy moments
That construct a joyous life.
So, don’t let trouble rule your entire life
And let happiness to be the spirit which is to live inside.
A bigger core of your heart and a great success
Should be the aim of your life.
PS- LIFE IS TOO SHORT TO HOLD ON TO GRUDGES. SO LIVE. LAUGH. LOVE. LET LIVE. AND ENJOY THIS SHORT SPAN OF YOUR TIME TO ITS FULLEST.
KEEP ON BLOGGING :mrgreen::D