Way Of Life Poem by Sudip Chatterjee

Colour of a day not equal to all,
Sometimes sunshine, sometimes fall.
Though misery goes through the air,
It calls the day bright & fair.
Whose don't have strength to feel the day,
They all go such in meaningless way.
Life is filled with such grey dust
We have to clear avoiding fear & lust.
Make the mind with joy of tears
And wait for the success years after years.
The dream of life never make burnt
What you think & what you want.
Go & go crossing many obstacles,
Leave your sign which will be memorable.