Life is not a straight road,
Neither a pleasant abode,
It's topsy - turvy curve make,
The journey of life agreeable.
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Life exists in my dream world,
Built beside water world;
Around and around to twirl,
Placed fine candle cones on curls;
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The beautiful pair of eyes,
Sparkling and rise;
Seldom laughs but cries,
Holds love of the beloved high;
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Real Estate
Missing all the tall trees along the roadside,
With no sign of free ride;
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My dreams of fulfillment
Accomplished with resilient,
With blazing stars of brilliant
Like a joyful Brazilian
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The path that I choose to travel
Was tough, hard yet marvel
Pit pots with less of pebbles and more of gravels,
In the journey of life,
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Twilight set in the horizon,
Filled with happiness for a reason,
Dressed in ethnic Elizabethan,
Looked through the opening of the window,
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I enthralled seeing a little one
Sitting on a swing,
Tied in the midst of the threshold,
With scary laugh and cry
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Years ago, I saw most of them carrying a bright yellow colour cloth bag,
Yellow bag for buying vegetables and fruits,
Yellow bag for carrying tiffin and lunch box,
Yellow bag my grandpa's best companion,
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I sat around most of the time,
Right from childhood to college time;
Passed by days and nights,
When no one around to see my plight;
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