Treasure Island

Rohan Roy

(03-07-1992 / Kolkata)

Life


Life is like an ice cream
Enjoys it before it melts
Because you never know
What's going to come next

Life is like a glass
Enjoy it before it breaks
Because you have to go a long way
Nomatter how long it takes

Life is like a butterfly
Chase it before it flies away
Enjoy life's every single moment
Day by day

Life is like a candle
Enjoy it before it blows out
Because we should lit up our life
Without any doubt

Life is like an express train
Catch it before it leaves the station
Be quick to catch it on time
Or it will leave you in depression

Life is so wonderful
It only comes once to us
Enjoy it as long as you can
Its simply most precious....

Submitted: Thursday, October 28, 2010

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