Life is a highway with ups and downs,
amidst the glories and some frowns,
good days come and good days go,
but all the memoirs that we stow,
make this life a prodigy that we owe,
No one can live it without a woe,
coz we have to reap all of what we sow,
so don't repent on past and try to forget it fast,
learn to live this life till date,
before its too late!
learn to swing with beat in life before it becomes too late. you bridge in a message of harmony peace/ thanks to share
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
what is life? ? ?