Life Melange
Life Melange
Morning dew on the roses
Shining like bright stars
Glittering, glittering, glittering
fills whole day with zing,
Oh! soon follows the noon
to extract the sweaty swoon
Work - work - work - work
amalgam of melancholy hark
Alas, it's evening
Life is full of ting ting
Breathing the easy breath
numbly waiting for death,
Here comes the booming night
With full of suspense sight
Invoking the childish consistency
Brings the peace vehemently ,
And at last everything is a mystery .
By Neethish Krupal
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