Life is a swing

That carries you to and fro

It makes you fly even without wings

It is either you cry or smile as you go
Life is a bee

That stings

It carries you like a sea

It makes you a bird that sings
Life can’t be measured with a graph

Though it makes us to cry and laugh

It takes you through the smooth and rough

It is full of hatred and love
Uncountable is the up and down

When it is dark it seems there won’t be dawn

If life is all for fun

Then there will be no need to run


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