Even great sages failed to know
Where life would go
Turn the destiny
And lend you any time with pity
If life was that easy
People would remained no busy
Taken the course lightly
And never felt rightly
Even the lust and greed
Can inflame your need
You might lose mind's balance
That shall make you tense
Take life in its usual color
Pain and sadness is always there
It may come and disappear too
So be happy and keep no fear
If life was to be problem
It could add concern
But it is not permanent
It could go away at any moment
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