The life is like cage
Where many things can be written on page
Ups and down
And many things unknown
If life peaceful
And successful
We shall think of nothing
And remain within for something
We are bound to act
With ring in face
May not prefer to move out
Or think fresh about
You can say in other words
You are blocked to look forward
You are literally imprisoned
And conveniently reasoned
So restriction becomes paramount
We never think to come out
Live for whole life in same way
And die with same stay
The life is like cage Where many things can be written on page
The life is like cage Where many things can be written on page
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