The Journey Of Life: An Ode To My Friends

By Rizwanulla A

When we were young as the green plants,

We were growing in the shadow of our Parents;

They showered us with the water of goodness,

And they taught us, how to handle the tough times.

We were playing stone, paper, scissors,

Without any goals and responsibilities;

Until the arrival of that one particular time,

Where we started taking up our life's duties.

As a young brave heart,

We must explore apart from the Earth;

By filling goodness and experiences in our cart,

With time management as an art.

Everything has a start, an end, and a limit,

With some advantages and disadvantages;

And choose your decisions wisely,

And avoid wandering near the wells of darkness.

Success and failure are like competitors,

They always compete with each other with jealousy;

According to our training, preparation, and practices,

The secret behind them remains a mystery.

No matter, how strong the darkness is!

Break the shackles and bring light!

To illuminate your highways;

Towards the life's journey of greatest destinations.

By Rizwanulla A