Life story

 

Sunday, April 15, 2018

5:53 PM

 

The life story is not made

It takes place in this world

The destiny is not sought

But you are caught unaware

 

The destiny is shaped by an almighty

You are struggling daily

God sees it from his crown

Everything is now clearly seen

 

We are fed with the stories

The luck also varies

Rich gets richer and poor gets poorer

No one can predict or alter

 

No need to explain

And remain sad with pain

It is with great efforts

That you are reaching the port

 

So your child may have witnessed poverty

But with your hard works, it is improving gradually

You are reaching the top of the ladder

You are now no more sufferer