Vinesh Goel


The Flute Of Life

smeared with polarity this life of ours...
there is no knowing strength without seeing the scars...
for every ladder earned there's a snake ambushed...
for every dream gained another one is crushed...
in this mysterious maze one moves on...
...... sometimes kissing the dust sometimes touching the stars
there no opponent better than life...
it can wind or cut abysmally, your high flying kite...
despite these treacherous waters you face...

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