The Game Of The Life Poem by Imran Islam
The Game Of The Life
Time runs at its own pace
Who can hold it on a pause?
Dreams change over times
Hopes don't come easy.
The youngness goes away
Power and courage do lie
But nobody wants to lose.
When sweet dreams aren't knocking anymore
and the life races the time to live only
If the soul feels a little bit more comfort
Then anxiety burns eternal happiness.
The silent blazing sleeps in the broken heart
Even the mind lets family and kids smile always
But how many people can win a beautiful life?
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Life is full of games some games are discovered and some are hidden and the time - full of mystery though time has no existence yet this life lives on this time's continual chariot Some think they have won this life game and some think they have lost