Dusmanta Choudhury
Life Is A Curved Road
Chokes the
throat with fog of fear
Though be
nameless and ever rare
Fought no
battle,yet feel too tired
Like a
broken fate sure to be wired
Attains a
cool shine upon a thought
Know not how
life's battle is fought
Falls the
human hope in dark abyss
Never can a
complete man it miss
Wake up oh
man an early bird sings
Waits a new
sun,a dawn light brings
Count not
the seeds inside an apple
Count the
apples, a seed begets all
Fear not the
time in a bivouac of life
But conquer
it as an worrier in strife
Empty the
vessel that man takes all
Like,very
often man forgets his role
Road is so
curved,yet life is straight
Solace is
drawn from no book's fate
Like a
starry sky without the moon
So man
fears, it can fall upon soon
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