Along the tortuous path of life we learn
Several lessons, some painful, others pleasurable
That shake our comfort zone and burn
Illusions of grandeur to make our thought processes stable.
Along our pilgrimage on Earth, we stumble
Bungle, pick ourselves up and soldier on
As little voices in our conscience mumble
Advice, hints and tips that we ought for salvation's sake to own.
Along our career progression, we experiment
With shades and nuances of attitudes
That mar or cement
A plethora of desirable habitudes.
Along the trajectory of love matters, we encounter
Treasures who not sweep us from our feet
But also turn our pleasure counter
Into a gem that no amount of field playing can beat.
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