Many may be buried
Alive in hope and carried
Their life journey is uncertain
With full of agony and pain
What keeps them going?
What are they doing?
They hope for the best
Put entire life at test
Some may fail
Some may avail
Yet no one may feel bad
As it is not the time to feel sad
“Not everything we can have”
“Destiny strangely behave”
This is our firm belief
So poverty or richness always gives relief
Wise people know fully well
Life’s forecast may have its own spell
We may receive it as blessing
Or shed tears with cursing
One thing is very much sure
We are confident of future
Sun’s rise gives daily new kind of hope
It is different that sometimes we may flop
we flop Shakil Ahmed Baliyavi15 minutes ago yes you are right, but flop people are remembered till today, that's the history, do you think the great philosopher sukarat was flop who had to drink poison.......
Bozena Nena jak to w zyciu raz lepiej, a raz gorzej
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rajen palan Sun’s rise gives daily new kind of hope It is different that sometimes we may flop.......................................Excellent
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Many may be buried Alive in hope and carried