This Life is so disguised
With its smiles and hugs
Who needs such stereotypes
When I have no clue about them
Those who understand, doesn't have time
Those who have time, doesn't understand
Still, I pick up myself and walk to the toll-free road
The end of which is still not in-sight
But a feel of the climax is not yet over?
Till then I trudge along with my bundle of Joy,
To the endless horizon, to the Endless Sands of Dreams
Picking up self to walk on tool free road matters a lot in the mid term wave of life. Life again smiles with hugs of endless horizon of time sands in dream. Wonderful dream shared in poem.....10
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Still, I pick up myself and walk to the toll-free road The end of which is still not in-sight But a feel of the climax is not yet over? Till then I trudge along with my bundle of Joy, To the endless horizon, to the Endless Sands of Dreams these lines i like. you have a great positive outlook. remain in hope as u write thank you God bless you