This life, funny and sad
Much I enjoyed much I bled
This life is a pot of magic
It's both pleasant and tragic
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I don't know what makes you desperate, still life is precious, not a bed of roses nor a bed of thorns. Nice poem
Life is not a bed of roses and there are ups and downs and we have to face them bravely. Thanks for reading and comment.
Fall flat when my luck is gone....'''nothing stays up that I assure all falls..dro by drop...''
Thanks a lot for wonderful comment. Regards.