Life and death are banks of river, One is open and One is close forever, The journey begins in the ship of joy, With melodious songs crossing the waves Right and wrong, Some travels short and some long.
Enjoyment of life in the joyous ship, Is always insecured drawns in the floods of ocean and has no firm grip. Destiny of live is in the hands of creator, No leaving being can become his {god} dectator.
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Interesting... You called it DESTINY... I would have called it fate and blamed it... i never thought about looking in this way...
Life and death are banks of river,
One is open and One is close forever,
The journey begins in the ship of joy,
With melodious songs crossing the waves
Right and wrong,
Some travels short and some long.
Enjoyment of life in the joyous ship,
Is always insecured drawns in the floods of ocean and has no firm grip.
Destiny of live is in the hands of creator,
No leaving being can become his {god} dectator.
/Yuva
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