Truth Of Life Poem by Prodip Basak
Truth Of Life
I try to observe my life
From every corner in a triangle,
But I find myself not in a line,
It is a moon like circle.
I am continuously roaming here
Like the other hand of a compass,
As the life is full of hardship,
I can't escape,
Then why I won't bear.
The Happiness must embrace the Sorrow
Wherever I stay,
And I must sleep tomorrow,
So, let me enjoy this day.
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