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Life

By Faheema Amin


Life is not a bouncing ball…

What you throw will come back all…

The one you expect to stand tall….

May be the one on verge of fall…

Your worries are big and theirs small…

Their despair may be the silence you call…

When they can run, why they crawl….

Coz life’s demands may hav taken a toll…

The spark in bonds begins to pall….

The love of hearts gets filled with gall….

Their side may not be rosy at all…

So give more and expect small.

Life is not a bouncing ball!!!!


By Faheema Amin


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