Life is a music and we are the
composers constantly composing,
Mostly harsh and jarring notes;
The solitary tune of a solitary soul!
Play life's music as a soft lullaby,
With life's pain and sufferings on a
And it's happiness as a major note!
Play the crescendo at the end,
For life's transient happy moments,
Makes up in height,
What it lacks in length!
Thursday, November 29, 2007