Rosmin Elsa Mohan
It’s Life Indeed
What's life if you get all that you desire?
What's life if it’s always just fun?
You need to but walk on a bed of thorns
And get but burnt under the scorching sun
What's life if there’s all u love?
What if you live only to receive?
You need to be alone too at times
And cry till it’s hard to believe
What’s life if you always succeed?
Always to reap and never to sow,
What’s life without arguments freed?
Catalyzing emotions to breed and grow
What’s life without a life to need?
What’s life without a life to be?
What's life without an eye to see?
Its Life and Life and Life
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