Human life is like a merry-go-round.
With the strong cord of time we all are bound.
Some of us get much pleasure by riding
And most of us cry in fear of falling.
When the ring starts to move in full motion
We may reach the highest point one by one.
Once the ring stops and we're to leave the place
But we can't make out how happiness dies.
Riding the ring we do start our journey
And expect to finish it peacefully
But sometimes we face major accidents
And can not enjoy the joyful moments.
All of us should be cautious and fearless
To complete the journey with happiness.
By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
Lyric No: 91.
Copyrights@February15,2015(12: 30am) .
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A beautiful comparison of human life to a merry go round. An excellent poem.10