Difficulties Of Life Poem by niyati sangoi

The road is rough,
Full of pebbles and stones,
You have to move ahead,
Without a grumble or moan.
Wind and storms
Will meet your way,
Making an attempt,
To spoil your day.
Weeds and reeds,
You will need to pick up,
Days will come when,
You’ll have to miss your tea cup.
Temptations about doing,
Things too bad,
Will for a moment make you happy,
But later forever sad.
Times will come when,
You’ll have a lot of pain,
You won’t have any shelter,
During sunshine or rain.
Life is not a bed of roses,
Or mere night and morn,
It is our duty to pick up the roses
And leave aside the thorns…………