Today it’s there,
Tomorrow it’s not,
Yeah I swear
Life is short.
Short are sorrows
And sweet pleasures,
None can borrow,
Nor can measure.
Life is a mystery,
Wrapped in obscurity,
Until it becomes history,
There’s no certainty.
Life isn’t always a fairytale,
With peaceful and happy endings.
Either we succeed or we fail,
A chronicle that’s never-ending.
Too unsure are we
Of life and its wonders,
Like the urge to be free,
Or sulk over one’s blunders.
~©Jashaswini_Mishra
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