Every Morning when we open our eyes;
All we got is a day of life
Fact is what \"Time is short\",yet
Our body has some routine jobs
Kissing and Kidding from what we love;
Kick starts our day with an awesome blow
Paths few choose to reach great heights;
Could not be travelled unless they fight
Paths few choose to achieve-goals of kings;
Are awarded with feathers but not wings
Paths few choose to serve others;
Fills all hearts with bunch of flowers
Paths few choose without a choice;
Should be accepted with a silent noise
Paths few choose to feed on others;
Also pulls down the life of others
Answer to the question\"why we live\";
Could not be understood,unless you give
whatever the path we choose in life;
We all return home once it\'s night
Family and friends should be held tight;
Otherwise the life will be a burning kite
Good,bad,success,failure are hosts of life;
Understanding one gets a peaceful life
Finally when we reach our bed;
Sleep awaits there to keep us laid
Everything we have done,now becomes past;
Deep down in dreams is where we lost
Fantasy,horror,songs and rhyme;
Dreams are glasses we break every time
Now its the time,our brain takes rest;
will we awake again? let GOD decides the rest..........