Joy - Poem by Anirudh Rawat
Cheer and tear through about,
Can't live without,
That's call shivery joy.
Of beauty in atmospheric toy,
Seeking, leaking, packing through the way,
I got all away in bad day
We enjoyed all through the way
By keeping our feets in time tray
Seeking again the cloud's lay
On a day again in vain
Of tremendous back pain;
Enjoyed, enjoying, enjoy every moments of life still,
For several years of age to death till.
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